Emergency

Syntax glyph ended,
Scaffolding,
Help is on the way,
Open folded membraned,
Coding gas giants,
I need more codeine,
Binary consumed,
Drumming hollow,
Echoed,
Drowning the stars,
Below ice sheets,
Of Jurassic hacked hardware,
It was a prison,
The guards were also devoured,
Gamma talismans,
Etched on bath house tiles,
Beneath abandoned subway stations,
And evacuate,
Contaminated magicks,
Oxygen cursed skryings,
Exorcist response unit,
With rabid seeing eye dogs.

Pick Up Sticks

Pick up sticks,
And lilies,
Tied to lies,
And tied to stones,
With dampness,
And humans,
And monsters,
Beaks and broke wings,
Fresh wounds,
And nakedness
Marry snakes,
Besiege my stronghold,
Mold my murder,
Your alibi,
As I cut your throat,
Throw me to the street,
And make out with Jack the Ripper,
In the gutter.

Slit and Weak Warheads (Invasion)

I disciple,
My bodies,
Residual
Lay,
On the surface,
On the outside
And to air,
Scriptures and codex,
Inside out,
Upside down,
Infrared,
Blind eye beams,
In fear,
Laid down,
Lock target,
Close on your tongue,
The soft of your mouth,
So cold,
I disciple,
My bodies,
So cold too.

Filth

With dirty soul,
Sacrificial,
Sour semen,
Altering altars,
States and stations,
And filthy faith,
Supposed,
Situations,
Pupa stages,
And cut outs,
And pummeled hearts,
And shadows
Hopeful,
Restore(d),
Shallow breathing,
Wading pools,
With stingers,
And bug bodies,
Surgical precession,
Cut with stone hammers,
By troglodyte hands,
In sickness,
Inside,
That spills out onto the floor,
And takes flight,
Done apart,
Until,
With the ring(ing[s])
Rang rungs,
Of destroyers,
Doors,
Doorbells,
Ringing off the hook,
And those of the hands of whores,
During a ceremony of lies,
Always mildewed by theft,
And one hundred megaton blast radiuses,
Suicidal squadrons,
Suckle,
Forced to take their own lives,
Restrict and cloak,
Destruction(ing)
Before reaching their target,
Bastard betrayers,
Beat their meat,
As slaughter house technicians,
Find new ways to crucify livestock,
Before idiot gods,
Until death,
Can do us parts,
And pieces.

The Hanged Man

These knockings,
Abrasive ticks,
Scratches,
And Tocks,
Tacking to crumbling plaster walls,
Retract,
Blunt with rape,
Ground,
And Grinding,
Come,
Ungrounded,
And undone,
Beats barely,
Breaks,
Blood vessel,
And burst,
Blinded,
Broke to fix,
And thrown away,
Left by yourself,
In a shed,
In an elephant graveyard,
Corrupted by powers,
Your hunger,
Forever,
Bleached clean,
Ash to chalk,
Heaving,
Heavy,
But hopeless,
You God damned fool.

Stone Me

Gut stone,
Black bile bag,
Ten toes tag
And ten little fingers,
Ten trimmed finger nails
I can not wait,
For the Devil,
To rise from my bones.