Monday, February 16, 2009

He left me
Hanging with Christ
Lies come from below
Filling my head...
Cracking it open like an eggshell
My nemesis emerges
On doomsday
He makes sure he is eaten
By Lucifer in a blue jeans.
I destroyed Rome in a day
And now I’m jobless.

1 comment:

ColorSpot said...

no one can leave u...
u define your diction
with so much expertise
you are a wonder...

u'll become poetry...