The World's End

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The World's End ;

the doors darken themselves

with the grime of life

passing through

negative thought osmosis

soaking into the smoke stained wood

the spilt beer blood and tears

of a thousand lost nights

a thousand lost souls

seeking comfort     /      solace

                             /     solitude

                                               /      of mind

crumpled dreams discarded

tossed aside absorbing the piss

and puke of the good times

bad nights / broken road trips of

the heart / night,

an explosion of violence

sudden

sharp

like gun fire

BANG !

A lead fist - like hole

piledriver

punched through walls of skin

                        and bone,

the silence deafened only by moans

the moment smashed into crimson

spattered tears

more patina

more shadow and shade

more

the heavily burdened doors

creak closed and sigh, 

another night of reverie

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

That is a very negative place you are writing about here gram. Descriptive, but dark. A thousand lost nights and a thousand lost souls tells me how long this had been going on. Good to close the doors. Hope you are doing ok. Don't see you on here much these days. All the best.

Chris

[gram linski]

hey, Chris thanks for the great review, aye unfortunately it has been going on for generations, lol, and the doors could tell some stories, take care