Freak of Nature
Iron pillars mask my sight,
Their shards of glass protect my plight;
Darkened dreams confess the sins
Which forever haunt my fright.
Crack! Bang! Thud of bodies hitting
The deck, ears red raw and ringing.
Tears are forming blurry fatigue;
All we wish to hear is singing.
Water sliding slowly downs this face
- Pictures of a soppy sight they do trace
Blood is gushing everywhere . . .
Shame on you.
I don�t care.
You are a dick-head,
Schizoid,
Freak of
Nature.
Die.
� Joseph Tradescent
Poems
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