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Kill the Society!

I’ll gladly watch this world burn up in flames and turn to dust.
I’ll gladly see myself heat up, liquidize, then evaporate.

I’d gladly watch the rising mushroom clouds than turn away.
I’d hardly look to live another day, any other way.

I’d love a war between the worlds.
world against another,
worlds against each other, a world war.

Yet, I’d yearn to see the gloom the day after.
And, I’d learn to feel all over again, come under.

I’m content, guessed right, contempt.
emptied, like this mind of torment.
ordained with
like the right for dormant

Amen, may men see the light
in the right light
right before my evil ordain.

So then, I may find the right night in the might
of the very moments that light bright rite, right?
no, let’s write right, as they say
there’s no right right, right?

The world dies, I go after.
The time flies, I’m no faster.
I’m a master, of a disguised altar.
Come what may, I’m no saint, Hell-crafter.

Pseudo, ultimately is a good bastard.
Assume he’s the last, can’t muster.

Ey yo mister, give me a jagermeister!
For all I know, it could be the last cannister.

I’ve dotted the eyes and crossed the tease.
I’ve dotted the ends and divided the middles.
I’ve blotted the eyes and crossed the tease.
I’ve blotted the ends and divided them from the middle.

It’s the last day, judgment’s on the way.
gone are the grudges, budget’s due today.

Shoes seem too tight? Leave them be.
For all ’tis too right mostly for me.

© 2017 Pamuditha Zen Anjana

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Just Words

You
was the word
You was the word I used to write before me

You
used to be the road I used to take
Used to do a lot of things
Things that made sense

Not now, just then
Just then you took me and departed
Took me apart

You
A simple mistake
A mistake that I’d make again
Make amends
Mend a man
Glue him together if you will
Will allows not
Not because heart is lost
Lost is the soul, nope
No love

Soul searching
Searching through deserted lands I walk
Walking through memory lanes
Lanes emptied and barren was the heart
Heart says yes
Yes, through dense cigarette smoke
Smoke, through mosquito lullabies

In between
Between those forgotten lines and lies
Lies a man who lies alone
A lonely traveller once lost and found
Founded the love, unrequited
Quite a sight!
Site full of lost lives and love
Love, not a mere memory
A memory in shining armor

And,

You was
You are
You is
still the word I run towards
When I run out of words.

© 2017 Pamuditha Zen Anjana