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Inhumanly Friend
Today You Spilled My Soul
Leo
When Pigs Fly
The Trip
Stillborn Soul
Arizona
Manifesto of the Head
Left Behind
of light and madness
To a Friend (hurting inside)
Turning Nocturnal
Goddess Celeste


To My Princess Daphne
Tis' The Season For No Reason
Port des Horreurs
Lost & Found
3 a.m. Ravens of a Lunatic
The Crucified Man
Mother Earth
An Agnostic Descent
Muy Caliente Patty


Eddie the Head
"Just" Eyes
Eddie the Terminator
Property Of The Black Widow
Flowers Are Evil
Insane In The Membrane
Who?

Stillborn Soul
First Published March 14, 1997

thump, thump...
thump, thump...
Tender heart beating..
Eyelids fluttering..
Popping wide open..
Corneas white,
blistering..
burned out by the light..

(Much safer in the womb,
not quite ready yet
to be born..)
Watching
cold, naked,
and frightened..

thump, thump...
thump, thump...
Can you hear that?
Those lips,
they mutter..
trying to form
vowels
and syllables..
"It's time, dear..
Do it now.."

thump, thump...
thump, thump...
Hands reaching..
"Do it, dear, do it now.."
New mother reaches
deep inside,
pets the pusculent sac..
It's throat gurgles...
She cries..
"Love you, dear,
Never.. forget.. this.."
Hands grasping..
Thumbs pressing,
breaking the white sockets
like a disease..
pungent..
wasting flesh..

peace..

a mercy killing..
like a runt puppy..
drowned
in a canvas sack..

I know it's hard..
throwing away those you love..
but what of the person
of whom you birth,
like babies born
without souls,
who will always long
to crawl,
and tuck themselves
back into your womb..
as you force them out
into the cold..
alone...


Cocaine Kiss
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