Ut Supra sic Infra

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Chapter One

Swimming with disease, untold ills Burning up the trees, paying bills Grinning with malice, bad intent Dreaming of violence, their bent Accustomed to ease, pretty frills Unbended knees, doomed to hells Steeped in avarice, undersent Consumed by commerce, never repent!

Rape Fantasies

She moans, wired to the whelp, relying She groans, tired to herself, denying death crones turn her inside out, unsightly dead tomes led undead zombies, de-liming

She zones, mired in the hell, contritely mouth foams, hired by same hell, despoil free cruel blows, combined with the hate, direly untold woes, they'll find everyday, so justly

She hopes liars find their end, cold and dead She knows fire and brimstone await them thrown stones as their common fate, no friends undone, the beauty of past days, red bent

Echoes

It's a sonorous rarity, diabolical, for all to see

Infused vitriol-love, silent, at times, to those Above

Almighty Creator, Blessed Be Satan, subsumed; Devil? Indeed!

Ghastly ghost, give it a shove Holy Spirit, descended dove

Scarecrow death, in a grain Living breath, due to rain

It's a dualist quandary Falsely holy, as few can see

Imbued with blinded stealth Questing for ill-gotten wealth

Never finding the truly free!

Cursed from Birth

Knives, piercing my back, thrust with kindness Lives, turning me slack, lived in blindness Doves, planning my attack, minding the mindless Loves, crushing my black, letting me find this ...

To be sure, not all will be held alike for what they've done, wrong or right But, for certain, I'll do good, 'til the very end Never counting the loss, or the second

All of us are cursed from birth Few of us will prove our worth Most of us live a life of dearth None of us, thank God, own the blessed earth

Bearing the pain with a grin Wearing the stain, wearing thin Torn from the womb to the grave The norm, once surpassed, will only save

The pale, only beyond it, is where I dwell The others, infidels and betrayers, have hell

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Contumacious, contumely The wicked, still assuming The empty, forever dooming Filthy, forlorn, entombing

Black forms make no gleaming sea Weaklings clasp idolatry Blackened souls fill evil's need, breaking its grasp, seemingly

Consumed, conscripted to Hell All the while, they buy and sell Less than zero, hero until they hear death's knell, all too well!

Impurity, impiety, no homes Peppermint and rank cologne Their prelates, devilish gnomes Their fate, to forever roam

Manor-isms

Gleaned from living walls, the portents, untrue Seen through bitter glass, cemetery view Illness to all, the radiations spew In the "Devil's" maw; their mornings, never new

Bats in their belfries, beasts in their basements Looking for Hell's frieze, causing much dissent The interior's exterior, sent Payments, costly; soul-wise, mostly; high rent

Homes, "blessed" by things and worshipped Over the boundary, the entranceway, tripped What's hidden, shown; the playbook, the script, flipped Black licorice, black coal; the poison, sipped

Dwellings, shattered from within, hanging shutter Melting, tattered from idols, hearts flutter Delving into miasma, the deceived mutter Van Helsing or Wompir, who holds the rudder?

Unmarked Graves

Semantic trivialities, captious caviling The guile-filled inanities; specious, the singing Expecting Heaven's wars, not seeing the blessed angels' wings Hearing windows bar, not listening to holy bells ringing

Pedantic microcosms, parochial attitudes Puerile viewpoints, out of the weak abyssal, are hewed Despoiling dearth, dire deaths; the remonstrances, rebuked Defiled hearths, lyre's breadth; the vain, hopeless causes delude

Romantic nostalgia, drowning the reminiscent The wasted dementia, hounding the participant The accursed "truisms", culled from altered adherent Imagined revisions, dulled further from true intent

Didactic reality, divergent from greater Truth Perverse abnormality, the soylent green is the proof The overflowing scourge arises, sealing the infidels' doom Apocalypse, one surmises, nailing edicts to a tomb

Downcast Eyes

Dual, the duel; done around and about The fight between the light and the dark Inside, they collide; the might, made right The mark, what a lark! Cruel, the rule

Gripping the infernal, sceptre in hand The grins, the grippers, pandemonium land Scapegoat, set free; sacrificial lamb Dire circumstance, black sheep, Elysian plan

Tripping the light fantastic, surreal Dipping to Hadean depths; the hell, I feel Contorted, I flex; my nerves, I steel The lots cast, the mockers massed; then, I kneel Sipping the night concoction, reclusively Intoxicated and sober-minded, exclusively Pitch black fades to oblivion, assumedly The Kingdom comes into focus, for sooth, for me

Flipping the script, celestial powers' delight Turn the corner, the Promised Land in sight Led to by an evincar, a former demon knight, now an avenger, an avatar, a lamp shining bright

Living the right connection Making the right decision Learning magick's inflection Finally, the right conscription

Diaphanous Fetters

Clanking, rattling, the bondsman's chains drag Ranking, prattling, the freaks fly their flag

Dissolving the resolute Dissoluting the resolve

Erring in thought and deed, even the dead can bleed Good or bad, sowing your seed Life or death, the result is meed

Retarding the growth Groaning your doom

Staring, blind, deaf and dumb Fed by lies and a crumb The totality makes you numb Precious little is your sum

Obscuring the truth Harrowing your faith

Daring to speak, all in vain Walking the curse, rent in twain Quoting a verse, leaving a stain You'll find no cure for your pain

Deceiving, misleading; the prophet's a hag Maligning, confining; the fools kill the stag

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Forgotten, and made; the errant doom, delayed A Lost Boys parade; those bloodsuckers, stayed 'til the undead fade and the devils are swayed The saviors, paid; Desideratum, weighed

Forgotten foes, hate; corruption, too late Cosms undulate; untwist the fate Epochs variate; of storms, a huge spate The End's real date, the Lord did create

The eye's glowing gleam; the meanings, I glean Illusion, it seems; the Truth, purely seen Divinity Supreme; heavenly coupling Like a laser beam, I'll truly dream

The earthen divide; now, you'll choose sides The forces collide; weakness, I deride Instances untried; to destine, complied On high truths, relied; the evil, confined

Fool's Gold Futures

Looking for a denouement, crooked toes, talking tall Seeking out a coup de...