June 3rd, 2014 9:18 am
The birds are awaken by an alarming sound
of a musty dark green truck
honking its way through town letting the neighborhood know
it is ready to pick up the leftover remains sitting at the door step of the ‘hoods flesh.
At the side of each fleshes house
is a lump of sewage.
Containing the scattered broken pieces of the heartless
the seven deadly sins of the soul-less
and gaps for the empty-handed.
Hopelessly waiting to be filled with peace and everlasting joy
the truck gracefully skips over the sewage
left on the side of the pathway
leading to Hell.
Spirits fly over it but cannot skip around it
afraid the sewage on the side will consume the spirit and produce the flesh
that’s living in sewage side.