Advance Agent of Pestilence

I once discerned that Xeper

Was far from what it is

I started digging trenches

When my dirt came pouring in

Lady Liar, she lives in mirrors

When in fact

No pain can die

It was raining hard one evening in Bisbee

When ‘ole Beezlebub came on by…

All of my life,

My head’s a buzzin’

Screamin’ madness in my ear

What is Truth that’s not intrinsic—

But a brothel built on bricks of fear?

Everything is not enough.

Too much is none at all.

There my eyes began to leak

My frustrations drenched not dry.

My head’s a buzzin’ endlessly

Reminding me

That strength, once vibrant

Can one day fail

What’s a snake without a slither,

As he feeds upon his tail?

I tried on many wigs that day

In hopes of what I’d see

A look of dearth is all I found

Despite the black one suiting me

Who was this lawless princess here

Departing from my eyes?

Rejection smiled injury

There I caught her by surprise.

I tore mySelf away from that mask

I tried on exactly zero more

My green eyes moved to fuller reds

And ‘ole Bub stopped buzzing recklessly

This morning brought me realizations

Looming past me dark and tall

Everything is not enough,

Enough too much and not at all.

Advance Agent of Pestilence

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