Why not add a little more magic to the journal entrys I write. I call this work, "Wait out the Eclipse"
Dreaming of warm welcome from elipsed shoreside villas.
could a faultless passion hunt end with bloody killers
falling from the sky like comets via barrage
with crying angels en route with death as their entourage.
A grain of sand that weighes a ton
simple commands, seen as puns.
blinded like eyes staring into the sun
yet worthless is the prayers of weeping nuns
makeshift lifts off clifts
where the root of all evil hands out the guity verdicts
judgement not spared. No, not one strand of hair.
Fryed them in masses with cordless electric chairs.
crusade upon crusade unleashed amongst the unsuspecting
weeding out the blasphemers with lethal disectings
bow to the ground
drown out the sounds
liven up the horrorfest with bombings
little cities with strapnel like bird droppings
chaos will subside
peace will emerge in time.
wait out the eclipse
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