Poem #123: Layers

Note: This poem was originally posted on my Patreon account on January 4th of 2020. If you’d like to see these poems when they are first put up then please consider pledging to my patreon page.

An erosion of the mind.

A lethal implosion of frozen filthy swine.

A road that divides to two paths of little time.

A sinner’s mind made the notes of the deadly sign.

Layers of muck and grime tearing away at the ghosts of the end of time.

Melting and stuck together torn asunder slashed forever in tins of skin infected lyme.

Mere spot of deadly thoughts infect the blows and hells of players in between the bells of twisted rhymes.

Stacking upon walls and ceiling length tall serum spouted semen drop tearing plastic lining waste long tightropes of tattered twine.

Never ever forever engender endanger strangers no chance of prayer teacher preacher beneath the bleacher reach the rear of crime.

Layers upon layers, of nothing.

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