They do.
As the tongue spits dry vowels,
It will regurgitate dirty bowels.
Genes will carry them...
Blessed be their birth,
But the ungrateful want to make envy...
So their stomachs make room for it,
And prepare a feast with the devil.
...
The horns will greet the body,
Like a prayer touching the divine.
Blessed be the blood,
But curses be the sin.
...
Laughter will break backs,
And turn them into soup.
The knees will become of water,
And leak the floors.
Any bone will twist for a new utopia...
As long as lies exist,
The reality becomes fake.
This is how demon's relate.
YOU ARE READING
Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
