down to hades

i want to be well liked

a traveler on another world

laid out on a solemn hill

watching an unknown sun

set against a foreign night sky.

the mind always chaotic

of primeval thoughts and passions

colliding into each other

evolving the mind

out of basic innocence.

friends gathered around

a table of spilt wine and bread crumbs.

love slips out of loosened lips,

and dangles before everyone

dancing on a string.

a great swirl

of air and water

laughing with each other.

little children playing

with their father's handgun.

when the ocean's rise up

from the earth,

and take flight across the sky

the devil works his magic

under the disguise

of god's wrath.

the bellies of dead gods

pour open,

as we dare not look away.

a dusty traveler

peers at us with one eye.

he laughs,

for things that once were dead

live again.

i have tunneled into beach sand;

resigned to wait forever

on the cusp of evolution.

lost in the thin grey line

between worlds.

alive and forgotten

in the damp earth.

einstein and jesus

draw pistols at dawn.

i will wait to see the victor,

they point the barrells

at me.

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[sithlordjp]

"einstein and jesus
draw pistols at dawn"

This is so cool! Very interesting writing!