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God Happens

Deciphering those unnamed will trouble sustained silence
that tongue was laid to rest
now a horned crow serves as scavenging entrapment
erase incriminating lines of deceit
bleach away the red dye from the sheets
the morphing mongrel made his way through entrails
gun burst blossoms and clicking clock powder trails
from blatant plasiticity it is hard to bring forth the tales
suck in from respirators as predators exhale

persuading those unnamed will hinder bought compliance
underneath dollhouse tactics
a truth was spun from scrutiny of fanatics
the minefield of bulbs waits patiently
the larvae mothers buzz expectantly
foolish St. Michael leads to the teeth of liars
brandishes sword and smites a blemish
threatening THE LORD

If we speak his name as it is truly pronounced
we will laugh at a fool
and anticipate the next savior announced

by FavoriteTheMute
posted on 10/10/2009

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Comment by grunty: Nov 9, 2009 5:10 am
"foolish St. Michael leads to the teeth of liars
brandishes sword and smites a blemish
threatening THE LORD"

I have a thing for St. Michael and his sword of vengeance, so I naturally gravitated towards this line.

You have a very complex writing style that I really enjoy.

Nice work!
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