Thy Way to be DoneA Poem by E.H. Monroemmmm...poetry. makes a great mealMy ideas come in metaphysical mystical madness In stashes for the ignorant masses These classes burn turns the phoenix to ashes And ashes transcend the meanings like flashes Flash floods can’t drown the atomic titans who clashes I am ZUES Thunder bolt throats leaving stains of the echo I get the last word And the absurd thoughts read the scripture Turn your books to page 6-6-5 It’s the brimstone page and it reads like hot fire “And thus he trashed these fools with rules and left limbs lingering in acid blood pools Nailed to a cross, riddled in wounds It spins a subliminal methodical cocoon And verse after verse the crown grows thorns Broken in song, but the faithful sing along, The voices in tune and eclipse the moon And aliens will swoon in the hum of my harpoon “Get thee hence, devil! This house is a member of the Clean-sation manifestation And a cessation of all things A cessation of all A cessation Stop © 2011 E.H. MonroeReviews
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22 Reviews Added on January 3, 2011 Last Updated on January 5, 2011 AuthorE.H. Monroehate your f*****g guts, NJAboutS**t eating fuckbag of the crapocalypse. Dystopian Bard and general word rapist. like me here, and i'll kiss you on the face.. http://www.facebook.com/pages/EH-Monroe/226600554032025 Its here .. more..Writing
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