Monday, January 4, 2010

The digits flip



Couldn't have asked for a better beginning
The dawn of Decisive Wastelands
Of Thorns and wind sculpted sand
Born into being, of a blue moon eclipse

I'm Entranced to a treat by the clouds' shadow play
And serpentine horizons gathering in a grand tale

Predators scraping the bowels of roadkill
Scavengers worshiped with diamonds and diesel
Pheromones infesting with a pest like frenzy
While the Parasites thrive to rule them all.


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