Paul San...(silent pause erupts)
creatures invade a rotten domain, captive hidden death
hesitant imagining war crusade with every written step
ink streaks weep fear kept, questioning a unknown clue
cranium glued an eerie thought, still blundered, I drew...
pictured fued, with a rip curled few who demand a fact
irritating lack of conscience and moral sense attacked
now furiously strapped, attached to the wooden chair
folicles of long hear impair the vision of the one who scares
forced with last prayers, creature throbs on human tears
sniffing the red neck of a human, scenting the noticed fears
life ends here, terrorizing character strokes the bleeding speck
known of powers strong enough to wreck and snap my neck
finger nails check the soft skin, for a poched spot to puncture
stabbing at the bone fulled cheeks, a critical time....a juncture
thoughts unfunctioned, with a lack of thought.......fear builds
insanity gossips on living longer, oxygen out...like dreaded gills
blood cup spills, random inhabitant pictures, imagine my head
scattered intelligence dead, with foreshadows of death kept
tension left.......waking up from startled exorcist nightmares
staying on course started away from pesimistic night tares
peering a dare, upset featured alone tortured a poets soul
ink explode, with a hot sensation......but knowing its cold
control owned, writing thoughts crack a nerve and combust
painful lust of a fat blood ink, thicker than the earths crust
bothered ignorance shushed, continued writing his story
excrushiating detail of the nightmare hanuted blood and gory
tore thee writers mind, intense blistered eyes hide from pain
blackened slain of corpses invisioned himself....its insane
reign power stable, a irritated fable filled a wrong spot
blooded clots stop the writers thought, forgetting a plot....
