Blasphemy is my business, and business is festering

Oh ungodly priest, burned flesh scarred catastrophe. Preach false sermons until ears
bleed black substance onto my driveway. Enough, let me lament and plunge cold steel into my brain pudding, tastes so good!!!!! Do not tell me I am evil, release cryptic letters to your God falling on deformed ears. Leap off the church, transformation plagued regurgitation mindfuck masturbation death by all means. The crow flys off into dusk.

Comments

Paulog30 said…
This one is about the hypocracy of Christainity
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This is a powerful statement! I like the image of the crow flying off after dusk.
Paulog30 said…
Thank you Sherry! This poem is in my poetry EBook, has all my more dark poems. I listen to a lot of Heavy metal and watch horror movies, so these poems are influenced by that. Funny, coming from a former altar boy,lol.
Paulog30 said…
Thank you Jingle!