Monday, August 13, 2007

Seether-Sith














Seether-sith.
A moor to the mist,
In a caption less
Film
In a theater with
The lights dim low
As the dark doth glow
In the absence
Of all
That is lit.

Social scene
Killer
Quick to the end.
Back of the bearer
Dying to defend.

Down on the ground
Roll
Clankity-clank.
Whistle and swish
The glass,
The sound,
And the break,
Whilst the eye ducts water
When the mood starts to
Shift.

Meal over Miami
Thick air streams over jet
Sparkle grows to nausea
And the night's plans
Are set.

Zeal,
Lust,
And fervor,
Plus a few lines of blow,
Give the highlife
It' glamour
And the Moonlight
It's show.

Seether-sith
A fast-growing fish
Set to tether
And hold up to the
Weather
As the guppies
Race to the dish.

Oh balder bee
You incessant steed
Stamping the boys
In the hitch
Helping the hep
To fall in step
Like a good-fellow
Beatnik bitch.

-by Alison Marie Welsh

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