Thursday, August 11, 2016

Maleficent Condescension: What of Angels II

Lying to the absolute,

     To history's most honest memory lamp, Twins dying to keep silent; Morality asleep on the pew, head bowed in the lap of his most ancient derelict f(r)iend, Kin dread her name forsaken be the sound of unaduterated silence, Born on the winds of cancer beyond the well nearest the ever whispered world's pagan end; her tattooed sleeve described as her entirety being woven of the most hideous tangible hell shadow: Hope...

     They together sat before the vision enshrined, Whose granted all lip falsities service unto the herald of all madness whose only eternal momentarily given forecast is sin, Yet only warning was to be patient and balanced in the face of every unfathomable crime!

     As if the only ticket to life is turn the other eye...

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgoing will and courage
Foreshadowing all...
Blind eye to:
crime(s)

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