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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 11: Der Sturz von Uriel - 2007-2008

Das Gesicht des Schmerzes

Tödliche Liebe

Help me

A small request it seems

Help me
What's happening

The request gets bigger
More pleading

Help me
What's happening
 I do not understand

Aaaah

The eternal lament

You do not understand
Yet still
Make no effort in that direction

Oh

You question
Theorise
Postulate

Yet validity is lacking

Do you seek rote answers

Or insight

 

No


Outward you gaze
A mere façade

Your self

 

Your innocence

 

Killed by your flesh
Buried by it

 

 


You ask me to help

 

Plead with me no less

 


Should I have helped those you maimed
Those you left at home

Lonely

 

 

Waiting for you

 

What of the tortured
Teased and assaulted
In word and deed
As you careened through your life

Oblivious to all but your petty whims

I want

I need

All that harm

At your behest

 


Help you

 

I offer no help

Only endings

 


I judge


See now

See what you have been blind to
Feel the flesh tear from your bones
As you tore all those hearts and minds

Yes


Yes I see that you begin to understand

You see the monster

 

You see the ending of your humanity

 

Enjoy that ending


I shall let you endure it

For all eternity

 

 

 

 

 

Welcome to hell

© 2007, Mosquitobyte

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