Maladica Man
July 21, 2010
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Maladica man,
What spore birthed you
Legs so wide – screaming passage
Walls run red as gravity takes hold of his head
Spiraling out of control
His sharp spine bursts its way out through the skin
The emotional cord is cut
He is no longer in.
Maladica man,
What took you so long
You could have ran straight out
Bald, you must have shaved
That would explain the razor sliced skin
Such a grand man,
I watch you extract yourself
Your tears touch and hold mine,
As you pull out lifeless you and I
The joy cut me clean,
as I placed the unborn in the machine
Twitching
Twitching
Twitching
The electricity pulses through his body
His spasms make him dance
I take my Maladica’s hand and we waltz into the night
Written: [16/12/2008 02:10]
Words: [owlwink]
Artwork: [nathancentury]
Categories: Words
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