Iscariot and the Unfaithful Spouse(daggers out and skimasks on)
Posted May 7, 2007
do you feel for heartache when the sonnets sound so unbearable and every time the bravado is torn down off your face we uncover nothing but a whore, i feel this cannonade of your useless beliefs.your intoxicated by impure choices and your voice is now silenced, brutality is a must in this business of cowards and gluttons of all sorts.dissemble the mask you've been wearing and look at me straight with contempt,i feel no mercy for the weak i'll let you rot in the sun.Dearest plague are you here to impower or are you here to mortify?the pall bearer is here to engage in a conclusion will you live in false glory or will the jugular of a fabulist be cut.every door is a mishap and your hands are trembling let me take you away, lay you down with a cerement to keep this night immortal and suspenseful.Dearest archer are you here to give keen or are you here to cause suffering?
