04-06-2014, 06:25 AM
Satan Gets Drunk in the Rain.
I cursed at heavens spit that fell
Falling over my head.
It rained above from fluffy thrones
Reminding me of death
That foul incest begotten fiend
That lurks in gentle drops
Encasing freedom within bounds
Providing ors in plots.
I wondered whether speaking might
Be prideful, whether words
I spoke would wreak a world of havoc,
But scoffed and wrought my works.
“I’ll find another way to drown
I’ll learn by Lycidas
I’ll not be taken by the sea
And sipped by greater straws.”
Imbibing on my own decree
I held a flaming cup
That held a burning sea and hoped
Despairing at the pub.
I cursed at heavens spit that fell
Falling over my head.
It rained above from fluffy thrones
Reminding me of death
That foul incest begotten fiend
That lurks in gentle drops
Encasing freedom within bounds
Providing ors in plots.
I wondered whether speaking might
Be prideful, whether words
I spoke would wreak a world of havoc,
But scoffed and wrought my works.
“I’ll find another way to drown
I’ll learn by Lycidas
I’ll not be taken by the sea
And sipped by greater straws.”
Imbibing on my own decree
I held a flaming cup
That held a burning sea and hoped
Despairing at the pub.