Nicholas Riley
Onlook
These old ones misplaced...
the mutt is
laying-face down-with
angel dust
on it's nose
before the white robed
elders of Revelations...
the mutt is human scum
it includes: the living whirl of smoke surrounding the in sucking mouth,
the nightmare creatures
at god's side bolt forwards
in a flash of green smoke,
suddenly it's in mankind's head
it is the spirit of wet thighs
come visit in tandem hand in hand with Hastur...
-it is not a bad visitation-
it gives the anima more grip on the wet thighs
the crick is slippery and the clothing loose mechanically easily
again, another bent over beast becomes a storm cloud
the ever wavering scroll raps against the dark window
-we never learn why it flashes like that-
the window becomes spider webbed, then cracks like many
rivulets of water are coursed over it
with his once lustrous hair jumping off his head,
Jesus screams into the red dawn
natas rang the doorbell and was greeted by a nightmare
with no arms...as usual
he tempts the goat to speak
"it only speaks to please me", god intones with the voice
of a car spinning off the road
(the fuk seeing mop head still stands there-he is a voyeur-
watching infestations of monsters slip into
his neighbors ears) |
