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SLITHERING FINGER
Worship
the fellowship
of raindance terror,
condescending
to my grave,
therefor
I long
for longing
the lonesome linger.
Crawling
down the stone
of the cavemans toll;
menacing and shivering,
slithering finger
touching
the shipwreck.
The low mans stroll.
Deep
is the condescending
fingers touch.
A wind
cast by a thousand swords.
Deep
is the menace
of the caveish clutch;
died
by the whirlwinds
untruthful chords.
DUTTER
The carriage of mountain steel
Hunger, hunger
A clutch retained, redeemed
Blunder, blunder
The lock, stock and rocking reel
Quench, quench
Carnegie the dreams I dreamed
Plunder, plunder
Farther in velvet steam
Dutter, dutter
Scorching the shawshank dream
Cutter, cutter
The thunder, the calming cage
Mutter, mutter
Ashes of thrashing rage
Dutter, dutter
THE TEMPLE OF GLOOMING GOLD
In the temple
of glooming gold
the vulture
dots the spot.
Shuns
temptation
and roams untold
of any the cuts
it got.
It runs
and shuns
the hunch unfold;
screaming
the guts. It’s not
found
and bound by
land and gold.
Summons the guts
it got.
TALES OF A BROKEN MIND
Who dares to enter the realm that is I,
the ominous self;
slash the ashes, the lash that is I,
the daemon stealth;
the Hoboken token, the shock that is I,
the silent Messiah;
the realm of confucian obscure that is I,
the mean Isaiah;
point-blank cornered, severed, that is I,
the Concord maze;
the sacred, the judged and the curse that is I,
the leathered face;
burned and beheaded – the scars that is I,
the feathered touch;
opium, the words and the tales that is I;
the condescending
tales of a broken mind that is I,
luminous clutch;
black and the father of fall that is I;
neverending.
Nevermore...
Christoffer Andersson
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Christoffer Andersson är medlem sedan 2015 Christoffer Andersson har 27 publicerade verk
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