An Apocalyptic Symphony

Please take your seats

Waterlogged

suds, soap and fog

thoughts drifting amongst the waste

Unchaste desires red lips and liars

The Demon Lord waves iTs baton

 

Upheaval, medieval –

 

A symphony in discord-

 

As friars monks and priests

feast on iTs sacred epiphanies

claiming that the Beast needs to be fed

so the dead can feed on ITs fat

while the living hunger and waste away…

 

 

Reviews

[Platypus]

I like the phrase, "Red lips and liars" - it rolls nicely together and is my favorite part of this poem. Say, do you think much about the apocolypse? You ought to write about it. ;)

[deeps]

thoughts drifting amongst the waste
Unchaste desires red lips and liars
The Demon Lord waves iTs baton

Yes! Awesome words here, This is simply outstanding here, Amazing write
that grips a hold of my soul