[Private to Self]
East of Eden there is a river full of blood, black pearls - desanctified. Thirsty clouds gather, swarming around the pools (their lead leaves heavy imprints on the soil thick with snails). Say - innocent deserve the least. They have to die. Alright.
Fingers clutching at the very neck-- you hear the crunch? The punch, the hunch. Thrust against her, like you thrust against your lust. Untangible, unbreakable. I need out.
He says, "Unstoppable." But then there is the aegis; it's ages old and worn. Deliver him a black
Iris.
[/Private to Self]
[Private to Perry Derrick]
A pomegranate, with juice so lush and vital, sweetly sour
The seeds, the canine vices, and comes the sanguine dawn
[/Private to Perry Derrick]
I lie, unscared, with blood of gods above my ruins dour.