The Flesh Empire

Perplexed into nothingness as reality dissolves

Cocooned in silence as the winter rain falls

Towards the ocean my face suddenly cries

As her deathly ripped sail reflects off my eyes

Tall slimy slick and bland

Alien wizards from a cosmic land

disturbingly pale sun deprived fiends

Have abducted my soul and raped my dreams

Shackled unquestionably by my foe

Beside eroded slaves in rhythm they row

A fearful exhalation bleeds from my lip

As I succumb to her womb, the dark God’s ship

Infinite aeons of purple livid sky

Bound for the Hell in my minds eye

Off the edge of this Earth, into infinite space

Into a their dark planet’s frigid embrace

A tear soaked eye reaches a sun-less land

And this wooden beast is tamed by the sand

Slashed and dragged by malevolent clones

To their decaying homes made of flesh and bones

Dark lord my acquiescence sets free to thee

Meals of human remains were force-fed to me

The galactic priest has ended his search

For pieces to complete his flesh made church

Twisted and tangled I remain in the wall

I'm nailed to other slaves, His church must be tall

I suffer, bleed , break and grow quieter

Within relentless torment in The Flesh Empire

Reviews

[Lord of mad men]

i like how you uses deep word that are not just pain. very good work here. thank you for sharing

[ranscan]

Dark, almost without the benefit of shadows, for even when there is light in this piece it is unrelenting and cruel. I like and admire this works hard imagery.
The structure, flow, and rhyme are a pleasing trilogy that proves that the tastes of the reader have no bearing on the quality of the work. The theme is well explored, there are twists and taboos a plenty, and no apology given. Nor should they be expected.