Drunken Conspiracy

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Submitted: June 26, 2011

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Dancing in his slumber to

The beat of Billie Jean

Moaning and groaning

A number of things

 

 

The betrayal it stings,

The gargoyles sing

Of a life consisting of

UFO's and crime scenes

 

 

Under the influence of

A drunken telepathic cadence

Stealthily he sneaks into her mind

Croaking the faintest of whispers

 

 

With no remorse he asks 'Darling

Would you like to drink of the

Black conspiracies of the liquid

That inhabits my drinking glass?'

 

Her dead body crooned

a soft,subtle lullaby

spawning the words

 

 

'No, no, no baby let my spirit go

I bequeath you to let me rest

In peace beneath the frozen tears

of the morbid echoes of the snow.'

 

 



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