Of your evil Sun aka SOP 69A Poem by eatmillsMild blasphemy, During the naked lunchThe
King of the Jews Is
a Christian W***e Judas
made it all right As
Abraham dug the grave
The
judgment has come And
I am here as You
are there
My
religion is yours The
tribe has a quest What
soul will go? As
I sacrifice The
blood
Sacrifice
the true Pray
to my ruse I
have been here For
your sins
It
is relevant as It
disappears it does Not
exist
I
am alone In
you I
am alone
Solipsism
Ship
the arpeggios In
the rhythm Of
the blood That
you drink
We
devised it The
king and I Spun
the wool
The
bread that fed
many was few burn
my soul beneath
the soil
To
All It
will Conquer All In
pain I
touch I
love Your Suffering Of
your evil Sun I’ve
found Too
much To
be seen I Live
to toil In
my vice
I
know.
Allegorize
my eyes Logarithmic
my lies Randomize
my time What
is next is ours.
It
all comes down When
the cards turn Up
and we read The
forgotten dead During
the naked lunch They
all hear the turn And
we all die In
blissness I
state the truth I
love all The
shredded truths We
tell All
That
believe.
I
hesitate In
the alter state Feel
the fate Too
late
Sun
has shone And
know It’s
gone
I
need. © 2013 eatmillsReviews
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StatsAuthoreatmillsmississauga, ontaio, CanadaAboutWhat do you want to know? I listen to surf, punk, metal, pop, techno, actually all music. Favourite Writers - William S Burroughs, Philip K Dick, Raymond Chandler, Stephen King, Edgar Allen Poe.. more..Writing
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