UNHOLY TERROR

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SLEEPY TIME POEMS

 

to believe;

to hold faith

in the face of reason

 

to cling desperately

to false illusions

as the stars align

in the opposite direction

 

to falsify the beast

and sully seraphim

to wallow in conspiracies

finally debunked

 

as unholy terror

feeding off despair;

hypnotizing the weak

 

and yet

in a single moment

destiny delivers

 

a final blow to madness

though lingering foul tastes

smolder like ashes adhered

to the roof of our mouth.

 

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