Poems from Literally Satan
Dark ocean magic which haunts my coffee bush open
Whistling like a window of decay
Pathological puzzles, functions and problems
Flying...
In death, I hope you found peace,
Some release, from this cold, cold world.
You allowed it to wrap you in its icy warmth
And before you...
The devil’s festering viscous urinetrickle,
A decaying mucusy bile like rancid rot
Lingering mercilessly on my helpless tongue for eras...
I used to live out by a mill,
And in a house up on a hill
Not far from my house or the lake,
At odd hours was awake
A neighbor of some...
White winged demons like translucent snow
Swarm forth like birds from the trees
Into the crimson sky like an unholy blizzard
Chanting of...