Smoking Razor

She speaks of brimstone and fire

With a tongue like a razor,

Then exhaling with the serpent’s breath

Causing the snake to suffocate,

Leaving only ashes of parchment paper

That had the devil’s agenda written in blood.

Now the ominous future of mankind

Rests in the hands of a fortuneteller

Stuck in the past.

She watches it all with indifference

From a perch made of the bones of Medusa,

Hung by the wings of a fairy.

Her tears flow like muddy water

Until the truth becomes a dry levee.

Cloudy skies turn dark in an effort

To relieve the pressure

From the fury of heaven’s warning.

When her wind finally clears the fog

From the wizard’s mind

Reality can touch down

Leaving chaos in complete disarray

And drop it on its rearview. 

Reviews

[DIVYA]

Scary to think of indifference in the face of annihilation but then the devil always plans for and wishes us the worst. ❤

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Scary indeed... thank you hon for your input.

[DIVYA]

So welcome hon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, the world is in such plight...even the fortune tellers are getting full of hate and fury.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you sir.

[BBP]

I really enjoyed this one! It was majestic and beautiful mixed with dark and angry!

Wonderful imagery

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you kindly.

[Poetic Beauty]

Love the story line. Details are outstanding.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you very much.