. . . is this just more blabbing about doom, or is it worthwhile?? you tell me.

[drumoflife]

. . . I think it was four of those lines came from a sketch I wrote a couple of weeks ago, but otherwise I just tossed the whole thing off from the top of my head. I want you to tell me what you think and be honest.

I saw it today ---
the sky on fire
blood on the sidewalk

a man whose soul ran down his leg
a woman whose eyes stay covered with ink
dogs of their fate forever
found what it meant but didn't respond

they glanced at me savage like beasts
anxious that I keep their secret
unaware even that words cannot shed light
on their depraved appetite.

the sacred flesh basted in lighter fluid
the petrol mistaken for nourishment
soap produced from the gravy
youthful lust soured into perversion

living a horrible life and a painful death
only to wake up hating their lovers
burning flesh provide the heat and the light
in this world where nothing seems right.