Salvation

Legions abbreviated lunatic's imagery visionary carrying incarnations bury my hatred.

Life’s amulet is a noose loosely detached from rapture, a hermaphrodite of  psychopathy daffodils in the afterimage disintegrating

You need to know that you will be left hanging by your neck when it’s over

Death’s manuscript is a book of worship, a lyricist mistress, in a livid screaming scripture, one who sings songs so harlequin, infamous obsidian sifts sceptres of the deception, the finery that makes our time so priceless

Both exist promiscuous to sanctify our grip of anarchism on the asylum by-product of our conceptions

To sanctify life, and persist resistance to ice blizzard impudent

This poltergeist, this living apparition, this oblivion, is Maximillian

Kleptomaniac potassium of asterisks’ masochistic menagerie conjures Alcatraz blasphemous like the tragedy of memories’ avenue a gladiator avatar of demise

Reprehensive Atlantic of soprano malice

Caecilian Mildred mildew the windows unfulfilling, all-consuming in unison, blooming tumorous

Indestructible indescribable primitive animalistic silver-lipped fingers of abyss ricocheting off serrated mayhem

Incessant prepubescent reminiscent of  second semester wrestling with the deafening vixen inside my breathless Kevlar of mechanical umbra’s, a necklace’s nexus ebony renegade essence evanescent redemption illiterate belligerent equilibrium wendigo analogical botany mirage of menagerie androgyny

I built my own heaven

And left hanging my heart by the rope of an iron fist, infinite in the moment of victory

 

Diamonds of anthracite aphrodisiac Aphrodite

Platters of cataclysmic antimatter clouded my amalgamations

Aphrodisiac black magic reconstructed substance from a world erupting

Devastations aegis a patriarch avatar, architect of resurrection oppressing molesting everything indefinitely infentesimo ingesting dimensions blessing an Armageddon of ingenuity congruent consuming reproducing looney bin interjected confections of secular replicas effigy Methamphetamine destiny destabilizing horizontal volcano maelstrom sail boating oceans of unloaded bullets voltage evoking hopeless groping magnum opus guns down the falcons and ricochets off creation shaded adversity purpling porcelain porcupine rhinestones of rising cyanide signs on the eyes that sunrise diagram inflammatory cardboard hoarding seven-story diagonal Pythagoreans theorem peering inside the widening apartheid silence that dots the magnetic violence like a siren’s island

Like a raven blazing in the devil’s haven, I learned to love

The fire-hardened my bondage, and cindered my existence

But the rain remade me again, and evaporated my rage

And breathed steampunk sanity into lungs that had forgotten how to be

And a heart that couldn’t cry dilated to how he bleeds tragedy

Conscientious endlessly, malcontent on the balcony to not flutter like a feather made of lead

On the breeze of polyphonic apologies pawning discombobulation, straining radiantly

Parting archways and hangnail enemies, moonbeams breezing by the instrumental redemption

Interventional sentinel clenching their teeth’s through wraiths holiday, cannibalistic mysticism

 

The ceremonious maelstrom of bone organ smorgasbord morning stars poltergeist ultraviolet siren ominous hibernation of libraries of hatred

 

I thought I could no longer reach these mountain peaks

I used to shoot for the moon and land in the stars

Now I’m a renegade reincarnation carnation of devastation and hatred

I used to climb mountains

Now I build them

Like a testament of intestine life that s***s bricks of optic solitude obelisk in the whisper of winter disappearing into the ceilings searing heat upon the concrete

Cerberus ventriloquist burdening murderous malevolence exodus zodiac Kraken contraption of synapses disastrous pasteurized matadors’ masochism bashful civilization radical emancipation battlefield presentation blister wort divorce carnivorous carnival course that orbits that sonnets abominations

I’ll never leave you to your own little black and white universe, as they did to me

Bulldozer overexposure of miscellaneous insanity, pasteurized humanity

Extinguished distinguishing sophistication unprecedented

Am I nothing but a silhouette of deathless indifference?

Cinders syndicates prolific windlass genesis extravagance lances through the dancing praying mantis gigantism?

Prancing romantic in the slanted vision witnessed chiselled wickers of vindication inner vacant invasion inoculated inordinate innovated subordinate immortal wind drives though a sunrise into tornados of failures, and a hailstorm of raiments

Affiliated in the creation of omniscient fishermen swinging from the hooks of cobblestone brooks and creeks that sleep six feet deeper than the reaper’s grim inauguration condensation drowning in the hourglass cowardice of the flabbergasted madness that hulks like a vessel in the devil of my meadows

Yellow bellowing hellfire for interstellar umbrellas calculating the favourites of Cerberus apparitions and Yahweh homages and homicidal leviathans that dial diagonal hotlines digitized in the slice of pie skyward nightwalker in the flock of docile albatross apocalypse and Ragnarok ravens and toucans oblivion and seagull Cocytus in the esophagus of the world tree dreaming phantom freedom philanthropy lycanthropy fantasy welcoming the balcony of melancholy Holocaust Molotov velociraptor triceratops barricaded in the incantation of imaginations barbarian barrows of narrow hallways that follow falling down the rabbit into a basement world of beautiful regular segregation

That extravaganzas will proliferate into something greater

Infinitesimal mind-boggling

Sometimes I still hear his suffering, with my ears discussing in the nothingness

Indeterminate suburbia, of dystopian opium

Simultaneous brain injuries awakening insanity spanning oceans of pink Floyd orange storyboard chromosomes  

I navigate my complacencies quintessential coincidences influence resonance in a renaissance of ink and fonts unstoppable in the downpour of prose on a boulevard of starvation, I walk the road to salvation

Insatiated by the blood aether gazing at the insane

I’m not alone

I’m just one, with salvation's brain

Author's Note

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