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Author: Dani Compose
Fiction Rated: M - English - Supernatural/Horror - Published: 03-09-08 - Updated: 03-09-08 - Complete - id:2486566

Ransomform

On Dani Compose

Bad news came down like a lazarus mist

God damn it, I’ma get my briefcase, bitch!

They want more

They want the parts that I told them died

Ransomform

Two palms against a pious tide

I look so fine, everyone just looks

They all shook in time, they must be crooks

A book, some wine, goes a long way sir

It’s Mister Dimes ; he’s signing words

They puzzle me but I’m riddle drunk

Just pass the flask and a little slut

Tenderoil loving up my guts

Ditches, ruts, a listless punk

The bride is raining, fallen, praying

Her day is slain, the slaves remaining

Unnamed pain dug at her brain

The same sad fucking song is playing

Ransomform

It’s time to change

Ransomform

It’s time to change

I walk asleep, I’m changing shape

It took them weeks to say my name and

Shame on they who whet the flame

A vertical fish in a sinking lake

Knuckles of a tired fight

Oh, buckled by an armoured knife

Then set against unpowered wife

A rotten, fiction-showered life

No worse than best man, better than

Remarks crawl from a better plan

An old god’s crippled scissor hands

Some blizzard ate the missing man

Oh damn, they’re staring far away

Some car, I’ll drink the bar away

Killer praise of yesterday

Yesterday, oh yesterday.

Once drift away, they made me pay

My spades were bloody, overplayed

I made a mask of wrong and sick

Then took some wit and painted it

Then halved it, washed it, polished it

Found tacky and abolished it

Found the hatred half to holler at

The neck to put the collar at

The day’s dilemma, slam the door

A bright December, slam the door

The familes will not stay no more

I’m something clever, never more!

Nevermore

Ransomform


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