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    Retreat into Darkness (revised) (language)

    Retreat into Darkness (revised)

    Stay away from the land of fire and ice,
    there be dragons, demons, around and abound-
    The angels warned us not once but thrice;
    stay away from the land of fire and ice-
    Immortality comes with a soul shucking price,
    darkness bound in fallowed and sallowed ground-
    Stay away from the land of fire and ice,
    there be dragons, demons, around and abound---

    In black of darkness
    where light dissipates-

    diminishes- disappears
    Jesu prays-Satanna plays

    Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna!

    Brimstone, crones, warlocks and drones
    muck and mire, blood, guts, and fire-
    Scattered bones shattered on blood soaked stones
    brimstone, crones, warlocks and drones-
    The soulless shit, shout and sit on makeshift thrones
    commanding black hearted friars to light up hells pyre-
    Brimstone, crones, warlocks and drones
    muck and mire, blood, guts and fire---

    In bright of light
    where darkness
    germinates-
    contaminates-encapsulates
    Jesu mourns- Satanna yawns

    Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna!

    The road to perdition is rife with chaos and confusion
    nightmares are dreams made for the wicked and tame-
    Hell is damnations resolution; heavens all just smoke and illusion-
    The road to perdition is rife with chaos and confusion-
    Sinners, saints, demons and angels are under a similar delusion
    that god and the devil are not one of the same-
    The road to perdition is rife with chaos and confusion
    nightmares are dreams made for the wicked and tame---

    The light shimmers
    and flutters
    in the jaws of night
    and slowly flickers
    and fades away---

    Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!


    ©Robert Callaci
    September 2017


    Nature weeps, the devil sings
    at mans greed and pride
    and what it brings

    Just lots of useless
    little things

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    Abrasive Conditioning

    A brief moment of relief, but the pain would soon return.
    Lather, rinse, repeat.
    The scratching ache was nothing to the scalp's unending burn.
    A brief moment of relief, but the pain would soon return.
    To this unrelenting itching, bleeding was no concern,
    so he clawed away his scalp as pink blood pooled at his feet.
    A brief moment of relief, but the pain would soon return.
    Lather, rinse, repeat.

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    Resistance of Memory

    I find no solace in the past
    it was not as I now perceive
    time in slivers, clear as glass
    I find no solace in the past
    A cheap illusion cannot last
    a moment cannot be retrieved
    I find no solace in the past
    it was not as I now perceive

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