Here I am in
Zombie Town,
staggering across
sacrificial ground.
Buildings lean,
square eyes stare
Death is silent
Do I care?
No more names,
No more numbers.
demons weep
and burn the clover
Now, the long
game is over,
No one knows
what was won.
Wormwood
Oh, poisonous star,
like Lucifer
you are fallen
and your gift
is Death mutated--
a bloated pig--
Such splendid ruin!
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What is it that the survivalist wants to survive for?
If we go in a rain of fire, all our marbles will be melted.
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Reviewed by Sailor Neptune (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2002
my neighbor hood hangout...
been to visit..
Lee I loved this,.
Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2002
talk about surreal !!
hey is this about where i work??
Reviewed by Justin Wolf (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2002
I think this was interestingly done. It has a certain somber tone to it, but there is really some fire to it too. Bravo.
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2002
So how do you like my native place? ;)
Reviewed by Dove (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2002
Hmmm. I think you know more than the world thinks..
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been to visit..
Lee I loved this,.
hey is this about where i work??
Light and love, Jo
good job