"Let Go, Let Dagon"
Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2004 4:56 pm
Perchance a dream can save this world.
Perchance the beacon of night can bathe us in her glow.
A tendril here,
and a gnawed tongue there,
and the silences coalesce into something sinister.
A wicked thump.
A misplaced bump.
Whipping against the mortal coil,
a chorus of the damning realities infuse us in silence.
Let go.
Let dagon.
Forever is a salted piece of meat,
for an army of flies without a general.
Perchance the beacon of night can bathe us in her glow.
A tendril here,
and a gnawed tongue there,
and the silences coalesce into something sinister.
A wicked thump.
A misplaced bump.
Whipping against the mortal coil,
a chorus of the damning realities infuse us in silence.
Let go.
Let dagon.
Forever is a salted piece of meat,
for an army of flies without a general.