The Splintered Pupil

Abhor the pristine whore

The glowing white eye in my head will not shut

Cease this at once! I am the chosen leper

I falling inward

The internal void swallowing matter, time and space!

I met myself in a shadow and god was sleeping there

I asked for a cure but he could not be woken

So I stabbed at his neck and was absorbed

Now I crawl like an insect

Burrowing into flesh like needles

To the great white eye I saw pass the scalpel

Drain the fluid and bathe yourself

You stink of the virgin.

Your face now in my window

Recoil and jump to fear

Silence!

With despair it walks

You shall be silenced when the fluid fills your lungs

I am the abhorring stench

The flies of his reckoning shall feast upon your slavery

Turn your eye elsewhere

Your pupil churns blood and bone

To the carpet it goes, so I may walk upon graves

I shall banish the kingdom

The kingdom of your moral string

Snapping like sinews of bone

Splintering the eye

Define your encroaching mass

You whore amongst flesh

Flesh of the senile corpse

The whore reeks in her cave

Her sullen white skull

Illuminated like the moon

The eye shuts and I can sleep.