IN THE IRIS OF FIRE
No vicious eyes are due in the blue
Transformed into orange waves- in a glimpse
Iris said beware of the rabid hounds,
For they devour with a seductive smile
At the sight of torn, lovely flesh
With cup of hemoglobin on the side
Just like the shadows that creep along a
Hairy man's breast
There is no time to be a stranger
When mom's being a bitch!
Oh? But the sin is damn intentional
Because we know the deranged went
Off and away to Hell.
But first we stop and gave at a red light
Obtain a languid crystal substance that
Likes to put up a degrading fight
As the weird novice who cowers
While eating the eyes of innocence
The tequila tapeworm accepts the coward
Violent violet flames fade
With jaded laughter
As the vomit burns the Iris.
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