Farce of Doom

Jan 07

 

look at your dummy faces in

mocking shards of haunted mirror

brain-dead vampires stuffed

with blood-sucking dentures

 

fen-fire behind the drape of dark

grim lull amidst grisly terror

babydreams, alas, abruptly killed at the

funfair of stenchy past and spoiled presence

 

earsplitting noise of bane

knocks on unguarded doors 

in your disneyland panopticon

 

shall the Brave rise again?


hold your breath for the last roar