Black Cross
10 November, 2001
Author: Sax
A cross upon the bedroom wall,
shrowded in darkness it calls out
"Wake up, the world is coming down".
The street lamps light a wet old brick road,
the dead now walk the earth.
Unsurreal World,
physical laws unapplied,
who will save the sane?
Some beings just cant change.
Beautifull yet dangerouse,
a blaze about me upon this wall,
a laugher and a voice I do hear.
One is myself, the bastard who nailed me up,
and laughed at what I'd done.
The second unkown,
her voice soft and calming,
she said "Burn together"
"We'll burn together
Sweet days of summer,
the snow is not cold.
She a Pyre Incarnate,
incenerate,
an inferno turned to flesh.
To my loved ones I call, so far to fall,
a creepy green light in my eyes.
A spark's smokey breath,
like a moth drawn to the flame,
see the sadness and longing in my eyes.
Say the words I've longed to hear,
pinch, bite, kiss, suck, lick and sear,
all in a pyromatic way.
At the funeral you will be there.
Now and forever, I'll be there.
Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds,
I'm her slave, waiting for her to ignite.
All cremated equally
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| David (198.246.4.68) -- Monday, September 23 2002, 04:54 pm I wonder if his eyes will be rotting...I belive his will be a restored body as all belivers' bodies will be. There is hope in resersection. I love you imagery of crucifiction. The pain of the cross is very near me to... |
| Matt Tucker (204.116.150.53) -- Friday, November 8 2002, 01:23 am First of all, I love all your poems about death. I really like this poem except for one thing. I don't agree that his flesh will be rotting and he isn't going to come to harm us. Instead he will set us free. |
| J. (67.243.111.246) -- Thursday, December 19 2002, 08:11 am now i see why seizure likes you... thats a damn good idea!... undead christ hells yeah... |
| J. (67.243.111.246) -- Thursday, December 19 2002, 08:15 am ...just to let you know i did get the symbolism, unlike the previous two ppl seemingly...but a zombie jesus is just damn cool... |
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