Poetry Attempt: Apocalyptic Nonsense

 I'm begging for a timely end to all of this. 

Same Old Shadows 

Pig masked martyrs 

Dissolving to diseased bursts of rose petals

In a synthetic wind

Isolated patches of primordial forests

In manmade stasis of destruction 

Wearily creaking inwardly,

Asphyxiating the contemptible soil.

Scars of bleeding hierophants line the spiraling path 

Sky above, a boiling black mausoleum

And haphazardly stitched together 

Expressions of mockery 

Watching on the wings crashing into 

Worm-eaten remnants of the sun. 

Burnt leaves suspended in choking dusk 

Dead branches stretch out,

Growing calliope-sounding bells

Beholding erratic cacophonies, violently turning all surrounding animals inside out,

Screaming in cold destitution. 

The localization of all confusion,

Empty space,

And compounding hate.

It's at least now clear enough 

That my eyes are still fixated on 

The same welcoming arms of viscous shadows 

And painfully flickering nightmares

Assimilating all irrational thought.

All I can remember is this place,

After all of you faded away, 

Where I stood in a tenebrous, 

Unbreakable haze,

Mouth overflowing with static 

And bleeding gums

Left desperate for anyone

Willing to siphon it all out of me,

Weaving together a new set of puppet strings

To replace the ones sucking themselves

Into my black smoke-filled arteries,

Forever remaining on the unending precipe

The ceaselessly devouring chaos,

Wondering how it will all end

If I yet again allow a new vessel 

To accept my fading ghost. 

A last regress - I plead

Bleed for me,

Bleed for me,

Bleed on me. 

Getting close now,

Dissolve your skeletal hand in mine

Join me in my bondage to a falling world

Torture yourself with the reality rattling through my inverted head.

Look for yourself;

Series of scalped children 

Perpetually rotting

In moonlit concrete pools,

Sparking green radio wire flowing down

In tangles like thick knotted filaments 

Of oily hair

Out of punctured holes in their pallid little faces.

Their eyes are voluntarily smashed inward

Reflecting the unfathomable depths 

Of permanent night,

With crowns of stapled tongues 

Tilting perfectly off their exposed skulls.

They couldn't scream even if they wanted to. 

Rain of hot metal and formaldehyde

Tears through the swirling atmosphere,

Clouds of frolicking plagues shifting in 

And out

Of the thinly masked worshippers, with their unique displays of dazzling deformities,

All eager to flay away at themselves

Discover the root of their emptiness,

Feeding the permanently sinking maimed children,

Weeping together a haze of broken dreams

Joining chemically burnt hands 

Through the duration of 

A miscarried love.

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Why can't you see? 

I'm only trying to show you

That it'll only ever get worse.

Twist and slither above

Close your eyes

Bleed on me. 

All the parents are long gone,

Consciously never to come back 

To rescue the parade of infant scalping,

Left to fill the expanding arcane cracks in the last pockets of earth

With evolving acts of depravity

Succumbing to each other's

Backwards fetishizations of their created forests 

Of discarded stone babies.

We can never reverse any of this. 

It's not my fault these images champion 

Every last one of my remaining dreams.

No exit anywhere.

Machines puking into each other.

All the stars rot. 

Last born child;

Harlequin baby melting out of it's heavily stained swaddle

Infested mother cradle her exposed guts

Surge of maggots on her anorexic thighs

Spelling out the new millennium. 

All she can do is look down 

And count all the deadlines 

In the baby's squelching remains - 

It's still there, it's undead. 

Eternity stabbed and gutted 

Pavement below her bare feet crackling and exposing 

Dead tree roots, termite bombs,

And nuclear waste in bird nests

Wither and escape upward 

Into the lone-surviving mother's

Falsely promised womb.

Don't look at me, 

Bleed for me.

It's not my fault, it's not my imagination growing dim,

This is the only reality left,

The only one to ever exist.

Let it all end here 

And 

Bleed over me. 

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