Thursday, February 26, 2015

Bloody Genes

Barefoot in bed
with Pinot Noir
to flood the veins

Ancient and rare
back to Dionysus
for the fire

Hang on the cross
bloody and bruised
wait for the solstice

Kissed on the cheek
don’t believe
they’re here to help you

Sell your cloak
buy a sword
the time is nigh

Like a thief
in the night
karma never misses

Memories of Atlantis
Angels and Nephilim
the flood will come

No Buddha raft
no God-sent ark
two by two to drown

The primal soup
gene swarm collision
collective rises steadily

A primal roar
up on the mountain
warn the herd

Kingdom of wolves
red stained cloth
empire of fangs

Scott Thomas Outlar

Helpless I do not know if good intentions prevail among the elected, among the appointed, leaving me apprehensive that the fate ...