And there she was
On the bathroom floor
There was a small hole in the front of her head...
And a very large hole in the back.
Her brains were slowly climbing down the wall behind her.
Her legs were splayed open and her dress was pulled up.
Her fractured skin was ripped and bleeding.
Bone protruding at unnatural angles
She looked as though she was still screaming,
Her throat was full of cockroach eggs,
And there was only the insecent burn of high-wire lines
Blistering his lungs with cancer
Panties tight around her neck
Hair, a matted bloody mess
She watched me with milky white eyes and listened with dead ears.
I told her about the mailman who looks
Like a weasel and quietly fantasizes
About pushing his letter opener into my spine
I told her about our president,
Possessed by the devil and a lust for dead boys.
I ate a snickers for lunch
That was full of razorblades
And washed it down with contamination and tap water
It's slowly eating my insides
Cell by cell I left her, and her memories
There on the bathroom tile
And went into the living room and turned on the T.V.
And in the blue fluorescent light of God
We're dead
The locust swarm from mouths that sing
THY KINGDOM COME
The shotgun's warm,
The room is red
The sky is always gray
And underneath
The godless gray
A billion corpses pray
"There's enough rat poision for us all..."
