I can no longer hear in my memory ear,
forgotten monsters bleeding on the lobby floor.
Nothing’s left to describe this destitute,
passive aggressive passion sprinting into Limbo.

My feet have been baked into this scarlet topsoil,
a misplanted seed among superior shrubs.
This dejected soul has been planted face down,
splintering pole digs into my dirt filled flesh.

Meandering menaces gleam with pride,
shit smelling rats feed on joyous morsels.
Snarling black bitches with endless bone supply,
viciously chasing reality squanderers.

Can no one stop this foul assassin?
sweet breath escapes through his mossy molars.
Ignorance deludes into persuasive wisdom,
capturing idiot souls who show no resistance.