They kept pulling them
from the soft, crisp indentions
hidden deep within his psyche
by the second he was face after face

man after man, woman after woman, one after one

the many graces of the most important
3 prophets coalesced together
breathing as one
with the many villains becoming angels
angels became saviors
but everyone knows that saviors

are always, made out, to be, devils

then madness erupts
with arteries and veins plain as the eye could see
coming out in handfuls, in droves,
leaking onto roses with purple petals
vasculature and tissues soaking their medals
as he held back with his head held high

the doctor denounces them not 1, not 2, but 3 singular times
dives behind, into the thighs
of some fair maiden to run and hide
in the abyss of his many evolving identities like

man after man, woman after woman, one after one

they tied square knots, tight and taut,
just as he had taught them when they were all kind of young
not old, like they saw him now
and remembered in that moment
to simply let it all unfold
like a war plan unleashed, unveiling
all the dangers waiting
ahead before they had even crossed that road,

were they to be so bold?

only nice nosey kids who never quit
as sure to make him remit for what he'd done
while dawning the many
faces of their future souls! Oh sure,
they been on his trace for at least
the last 90 some odd days,
but the life of a sleuth detective
rarely pays well
hell, even the benefits are inconsequential

but compared to
the trivialities coming out their way
as he motioned to speak a confession
not the most apparent thing they thought he'd say!
sitting there while they smoke a cigarette
he’s calmly staring off into space
the only face with the most utter
disgrace, there before us revealed once and for all

he had no face!

the only thing left was his skull!

a shivering, dainty skeleton
polluted by x-rays
dripping to the ground before him

as they saw him

reach out in all his disparity
for the small silver pistol he called a gun

but
he never knew it

and
he simply

while
they simply

all

went their separate ways . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

10/18/2006

Posted on 10/18/2006
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