The Killer
By Mark Spencer...
I'm left wide awake,
From all I'm forced to take...
Invalid statements spew
from thorny lips...
What else am I left with, but knowledge,
and memories ridden with pain...
If I die tonight
Without saying my...
Abysmal elegy whispers nuclear poetry,
artificial within enliven cosmic volcano...
I am your master,
magician...
Moving stealthily through the night
The bark isn't as bad as the bite...
The sky is grey, clouds are black
Smoke billows across bloodstained ground...
Leave your hand prints on my body
To show where you have been...
When I'm looking out
Can you see in...
Phantom whispers creep along walls,
Thoughts too disturbed to please ears...