Wrath of the Chimera
A Legendary Poem of the Divine Covenant
They say fear is the oldest and strongest emotion of man. True.
They also say the strongest fear is of the unknown,
But I shall take that one step further and say —
We fear of nothing the most, you see?
Illusions. Fabrications. Manifestations. An infestation
Splintering your mind into shattered glass,
Like little mirrors reflecting a different demon within you
As the tortured, tired and tainted host of mortality.
We think they’re tearing our skins off to wear
Like new suits, going into the office with joker smiles,
And slick styles, the wiles of a coyote and Acme,
Let me hate me more than sexual insanity —
It’s a ruse. A mystery. We’re simply padded in a white room,
Clawing with imaginary talons into our eye sockets,
Punctured deep like rockets into space, and my face
Becomes…
