September 15, 2018 · 10:02 pm
Peter Nicolai Arbo
a Mother Fights For Her Cub
That’s Love
Can you Not See This Is Wrong
Stand Strong
–
Can We
Do Any Less
For Her Son
–
you Deserve
a Rest
After Defending your Nest
I Hope you Feel Better
& your Son’s
Pain Is Less
–
We Will Continue To Test
Is Human Decency Left
–
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February 9, 2018 · 6:18 am
Conan
Savage
–
Savage
you Call me
Raised From Primordial Slime
Savage
Because I Won’t Betray my Kind
Savage
Because I Stand Before you Sword & Steel
Savage
Because I Break your Bones For Meal
Savage
Better To Be Beast Than Men
Savage
Look Into the Eyes you Kill
Savage
to Stand Alone Upon the Hill
Savage
Is my Will
#B27321
–
Inspired
By the Art
of #Rubus
Because
#Rubus #Rocks
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April 1, 2017 · 8:38 pm
Antonio da Correggio
Die For me
–
Do Machines Dream,
I Only Know
my Sex Machine
Died For me.
I Know
Who Writes
About Such a Sick Thing;
a Sex Machine,
a Vat Grown Organic:
She.
I Did Not Invent
The Technology,
But I Did
Pervert It
to My Own Need.
Why you Ask;
Simple,
Loyalty.
They Would Die
or Suicide
Before They Gave Up
On me.
I Kept 5
I Wanted 10.
Only One;
Gemini
Was Better
Than the Rest,
One I Intended To
Put To the Test.
To Afford This Lavish Life Style,
to Afford my Pets;
I Did Things,
Things
Some People
Would Regret.
Mainly
I Killed;
Poison, Gun, or Knife;
That Was the Road
I Stood.
She Would End Up
Giving Her Life;
She Who Was Like a Twin,
Like a Second Skin;
Who Could Have Been a Wife.
Will She Be the Same
When She Down Loads
To Night.
#B27321
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December 10, 2016 · 6:21 pm
Antoine Wiertz
—/—/—-
–
Discarded
Dreams
of Immortality
&
Meat
Puppets
that Scream
of Blood
that Flows
like Sand
Reanimated
Man
the Damned
#B27321
–
These Are my Thoughts
As I Dine On
Canned Beer
& Beans
& Meat
Better Left
Unexplained.
They Say It Came From Fukushima,
Radioactive Waste
Flooding the Seas.
I Just Know
It’s Real,
Like West’s
Sinful Serum
the Dead
Won’t Stay Down.
Killing Friends,
Lovers,
& Kids
In a Nightmare
That Won’t End;
a Game Played
In Blood,
Bullets,
& Pain.
Head For the Hills,
Fresh Water,
the Mountains,
the Oceans;
Poison,
the Cities
Choked
With a Rictus
Grin.
This I Say
To you,
When the Dead
Walk
the Living
are Damned.
#B27321
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June 17, 2016 · 5:19 pm
Howard Pyle
Black Leather, Sweater
–
She Cried
Black Leather
For
any Weather
the Tinier
&
Tighter
the Better
She Swore
She Was
No Whore
the Skimpy
Dress
&
Ample
Flesh
Just Made
the Work
Wetter
Eyes
On Her
Tits
As
She Made
Those Hits
Then
She Would
Put On
a Sweater
#B27321
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January 30, 2016 · 10:30 pm
Jean-Léon Gérôme
I Think
It
Just Began
When
you Went
to Hold
my Hand
the Plan
With Out
Knowing
the Hierarchy
Of
the Clan
Damn
From
With In
Not
With Out
the Proser
Staff
Have to
Make It
Count
Founded On
Gratitude
&
Chops
Willing to
Get In
the Ring
&
Tackle
Any Thing
That Is
the Song
I Sing
–
Mainly
to Entertain
me
&
Spark
an Interest
In my
Art
May be
Find a
Friend
Make
my Circle
Better
Than
When
I Start
That Is
What
Is In
my Hollow
Hollow
Heart
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January 25, 2016 · 8:52 pm
Speculum Virginum
Temptation
Tempted to Eat the Gun
Every Day
That I a Wake
To the Slum
That Is my Life
To End
That Which
Should
Never
Of Begun
A Mistake
That Makes
me Regret
Who I am
Born to Be
Cast a Side
Left to Die
But I Did Not
Nor
the Many Times
I Threw my Life On the Line
to See
If In Side
Was Real or Fake
I Struggled On
Dreaming Of Steel
to End my Twisted Fate
Wait you Say
Before It Is Too Late
Surely It Is Just Testing
a Crucible
to Bake
a Better Man
That Has to Be the Plan
40 Years of Prison & Pain
of Loss & Never a Gain
& Only I to Blame
Puts That Lie to Shame
When the Entertainment Stops
& It’s Just me
& my
Hollow Hollow Heart
a Hole That I Can Not Stop
Nor Look a Way
From
the Empty Spot
That Captivates me
With What I am Not
my Biggest Sin
Thinking
the Singing Pen
Would Save me From my Plate
a Meal Hard to Swill
Full of Bitterness & Hate
Set In Verse
to Be Read
After
They Pull me From the Hearse
the Ink was Thin
Iron For the Win
to Blot a Way the Stain
That Was my Name
From the Book of Eternal Life
This 38 Will Be my Wife
Her Leaden Kiss
Wedded Bliss
& a Sweet Here After
So you Say
What a Play
If Only a Helping Hand Was Offered
#B27321
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