Endless silence blows on all that the dead man shows.
That night his finger stopped on me, in a striking pose.
A soundless gasp, eyes that collapse, a wordless mouth;
The skies turned to a black burden from north to south.
Thorns like blades rose from my bones,
Turning them to lifeless stones.
They burst through my now transparent skin
And started an endless and alluring spin.
Life in a blood spasm
Death in an orgasm
I was cursed to life in a blood spasm
And will be cast to death in a forced orgasm.
Farewell, treacherous humanity -
He who is fed with nightmares
Finds no satisfaction in evanescent whispers
And humble insanity.

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