Bloodbath Medallion

by Occult Fan

Scrape

your skin

off

muscle red revealing

now hold

torch

up to the sun

Helios

Astrid

Atlas doesn’t hold up the earth, you idiot

he holds the sky, the heavens

the firmament

knock knock

who’s there?

Q-Anon

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR you fake project

NSA is the CIA is the FBI is dead values

hold a noose

let them suffocate

for every treachery

they’ve devalued

so drain the swamp

with your kachina

you know nothing of

the way

holding on so tight

to the secret night

you have nothing

but

your

decay

sweet caroline

viable on the succle teet vine

fine wine

blood is so discursive and written in the white wide wind

what is sign

but succubus

and such nymphomaniac insomniac

incubi

hail crow and hail eagle and hail raven and hail hawk

divine

so sell your soul to your higher purpose

and let Harold of the rocks the Porpoise

remain in light

head towards the light

we are the light

now

now

now

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