sinister laughs pinch
eardrums beating
it's rhthym of wartides
washing in with
brutal weather weaseling
it's way into it's
home for the timebeing
ticking like a bomb
ready to detinate any minute
countdown
to
insanity

1,2,3,4
tidal waves approach the shore

5,6,7,8
humungous tornados demonstrate

10,9,8,7,6
thousands impaled by broken sticks

5,4,3,2,1
left in the pack soon to be none

decietful hands snatch
seperated arms
popping bones making wings
appearing from
clavicles and shoulder blades
sharper than wit
cutting deep between veins
in many brains
thinking to themselves "what the?"
to late
it's
found it lair

crawling and eating
sucking me dry
beating and bashing
bleeding i die