My Puree

Deciphering metaphysical equations by the sea
Pounding, beating, crashing; the waves of animosity
I’m struck down into solitude, the life usurping demon of death
Altitude: ground zero, I’m scathed

Trampling with great envy
The trampoline of viciousness
My existence trampled in pursuit of power

A chemical reaction inducing malevolent intentions behind a veil of sanctity
Therein lies a being more wicked than Azazel
A being that spews forth deception through music and the arts
Gathering the blind masses in masses of blind worship

A self reiterating madman with a penchant for virgin blood
Insidious, malicious and relentless yet a child has stronger spirits

A mud shovel dipped into holy water
A smorgasbord vanishing into thin air
A croaking cricket on a silent night
A monsoon rain on a castaway’s bonfire
An eclipse on a bright summer day

The vengeful demon from the recesses of hell
Craving to elude his true cravings
Braving to falsify the bravery of others

Suppress, oppress and depress
The codes of actions within a framework of convulsion

Slothful antics blooming at dawn
A parasitic leech at twilight

Faux superiority vis-à-vis an unattained prestige
Surreptitiously aware of integrity nonexistence

Emotional absence and Physical presence
My puree!