of the youth of the unripe chords that swallowed the horns of jericho, and of his rotted flesh festooned in the garlands of decay which consumes all of matter, of the mold that which is flowering on the tender cusps of girdled cheekbones, birdslain then, skin unsheathed but to reveal the malefic gleaning of corpselight, of the illuminated bulbs of the viscid irises that which see the coiled center of the underworld, the eyes which curdle with the abominable hue of sapphire
February 5th, 2011 at 07:09am