Friday, February 8, 2008

ANGER

DEEP WITHIN LIKE A WITCHE'S BREW

YOU FEEL THE ANGER AWAKE!

LIKE A BIRD OF PREY SWOOPING TOWARDS IT'S QUARRY,

FASTER AND FASTER IT SNAKES!

COMMANDING THE BRAIN IT RUSHES FORTH,

SINSTER,FOUL,OBSCURE!

ERASING ALL TRACE OF THE PREVIOUS HOST,

THE IMAGE BEFORE NOW A BLURR!

IN TOTAL COMMAND NOW IT CONTORTS THE FACE,

SPITTING AND SPEWING CONTEMPTUOUS WASTE!

CONTORTED FEATURES, GUTTURAL SOUNDS

METAMORPHOSIS COMPLETE NOW

AS ANGER POUNDS!

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