apon strings surreal
By indefined
sow the seed
to harvest the soul
rape the deed
to penetrate
the whole
bound fruitless
constant cravings
annulled by a deeper
inner submission
pillage the bowl
to fill the voidal air
cross the paths
to entwine another
thoughtless process
swift oh the fall
from damnations door
through archways curve
towards an end game
of spiritual annihilation
a vacancy of heart
sheds the weary blood
apon the strings surreal
and be laid to rest
within flesh unreal
slow oh the rise
from condemations floor
exiting from hallways nerve
away from the end shame
of habitual desecration
the fulfillment lay apart
sheltering from the flood
strung with strings unreal
to be laid to rest
within thought surreal
hark to the earth
for it sheds no tears
while the sky weeps
the connected clouds
vines grow where
no true life should
weaving dimensions
through a pixellated
prism of perpetuation
harvest the seed
to sow the whole
penetrate the deed
to rape the soul