~poem~

i remember now. it was four hundred or so...ago but the skeletons are returning from the graves like the inanimate reanimated. the barbarous songs sung by the recoil of the rope when hyperextended to its full elastic destiny is a vile voice creating music for a massacre. my neck,.... limp and flaccid like a dead swan,a black swan lifelessly dangling like quiet ornaments... a quiet oranment. a puppet once machined by the commands of superiors with angelic...calcerous complexions....snow angels. i remember... the rush of the past is a deluge, drowning my psyche in the immutable waters my thoughts once swam in. the sharks that haunt me now were once just sacraficial swimmers....now fully evolved predators salivating for four hundred years of kiss-sweet revenge. avenging the remedial state of our future,these mouthes indulge themselves into oblivion, never would they approach the sinful podium of gluttony...crowned by pigs...never. i created all of the love but inherited all the hate. somtimes they are forgave because the moment they are born..they inherit my unconcious scorn...angled at caucasians with worn whips and words...that season my pride with an acerb grain, pain. my mind stalks. those sharks are still there...lost in the nocturnal corners of brain. behind the shadows of my cryptic thoughts ive slaughtered and buried their physicals...along with their descendants only to hurry life back into their frames..so my mind is a flickering necropolis alternating fates for them. switching on and off and on and off.....(a murder and ravival)