Pandemonium

The perpetual hate,

stirs the chaos within,

a tornado of collected souls,

which dwell in the black hole

of my mind, a legion of reincarnated

demons who will never submit to any god

 

The war, bodies, slaying them one by one,

prisoners, beheaded, throwing them into pits

of rubble, earthquakes, the ground shattered

like glass, unleashing tidal waves of hell fire,

ashes, like pompei, everything covered in black,

frozen in time, memories etched forever in pain,

 

They Will not go away, forever, a temple to fallen gods,

pandemonium, a shadow trapped in the abstraction of time,

in service to the being of not wanting to be, in chains there

the furnace operates,  forever, the eternal fuel, will

never cool, shadows will never stop chasing themselves,

nothing will never be everything,

 

Dreams carry on to the next, forgotten in the pain of a suspended existence,

the water evaporates so soon, always thirsty, suffocating in the thin air,

the norm here where it is pointless to resist a sun that existinguishes

all hopes of escape, merely dreams forgotten, not knowing if one is dead or alive

 

Delirium, days on end, repeating and simulating themselves, taking choice and meaning

out of the empty vessel, sailing across already charted waters, going knowhere, going in circles,

remixing, deriving the same conclusions again and again, maddness: the nature of the limitation

that life has construed on to these mortal confines, the uncertainty of being in the middle, on a bridge

that leads to knowhere, a present that repeats itself over and over again, the simulation that is never complete.

 

Falling asleep for it takes the pain away, the lotus brings on a daze, so everything blurs, time a broken record

of things to come, things that were and things that we do not choose to unfold in front of our very eyes,

all tenses blurred and melded, a metal that stays hot never cooling to reveal the desired form, an empty simulacra,

disregarded for its meaning becomes self projecting death.

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"...The war, bodies, slaying them one by one,

prisoners, beheaded, throwing them into pits

of rubble, earthquakes, the ground shattered

like glass, unleashing tidal waves of hell fire,

ashes, like pompei..."

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Incredible detail - intense! ~Lady A~

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