Apocalyptica In Graffiti

Poem By kendall thomas

Leroy paints mushroom clouds
On urine smelling walls
Melting fields of tarnished saints
Grown fat deceiving poor.

Munch’s Scream to Guernica.
Leroy sniffs his can,
And sharks patrol a psychedelic land.

A hooker is mounted on her slab,
And jesus prays for more…
Endings in Disneyland.

Too late, my love, you turn these bitter pages,
The doomsday clock has struck.
Somewhere a universe turned us off
And ushered in the dark.

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