Thursday, August 7, 2014

Fortunate Alternative by Ross Smirnoff

Ripped and pierced
Mouth pained, not entertained
The laughing (screaming) head

I battled two great beasts
Came away unscathed
Bathed
In a fortunate alternative

They lay dead
Large bulky flesh eaten monstrosities
Rivers of green goo
Flowing from their mortal wounds

The gate was opened
The first step lifted me up to the edge
I peered down to see
A castle in the sea

The gleaming glyphs intercept giant cliffs
Ornamented tiles seem to be distant miles

The home of smiling deity's entrance
Once I find a way through the distant haze
It blocks me from the wonders that lay between these worlds

A trap
Tap, the door echoes like the rain

I'm a drowning sage

Cosmically fading
Eternally waiting

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