Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Parasites

8.8.11 -- 11: 59 PM

Parasites, parasites, parasites
I can hear them behind the door.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
I can hear them calling me.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
Chains weigh me down, pull me beyond.
The door opens wide.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
The demon in the mirror speaks,
“Time to dance, Raymond.”
And so I dance.
Twirling, whirling.
Chanting.
More, more, more!
Parasites, parasites, parasites
You scream, you writhe beneath me.
Upturned faces, outstretched hands.
Rapture.
You are addicted.
You’ve been waiting for me.
For my dance.
For my voice.
For what I can give you.
I breathe new life into you.
With every movement, I rejuvenate your spirit.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
You can’t get enough
More, more, more!
Chains drag as I spin,
Linked to you.
Both of us, prisoners.
Feeding off one another,
Some more than others.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
You don’t see it.
You just want more.
You scream it.
More, more, more!
You push me beyond.
I spit my blood upon your smiles
You taste my music
Parasites, parasites, parasites
You don’t hear me.
More, more, more!
You don’t see me.
More, more, more!
You see this demon.
Parasites, parasites, parasites
You hear his gleeful shrieks
More, more, more!
What he has made me.
PARASITE!
You watch.
You don’t see him
Creeping
Into you.
Your eyes glow.
Your limbs twist
More, more, more!
You just want more.
So take it.
Take the demon.
Give me your soul.
And I’ll give you more.
MORE, MORE, MORE!

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