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Evil Corpse In Post Mortem Habitation

Date Written: September 27, 2017
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twisted chains in the very fabric of their existence…

come join in the resistance

shattered glass out on the patio

vanished corpse out of thin air

in peril the vortex shimmers at the call of nature

strangled by fragments of false decorum

we left a sign out in the parchment area

having no visitors allowed inside of property

an infested entity filled with torn mockery

the smell permeates the weight of the skull

still I have a good story to tell

 

a funeral director decided to sleep on the job

at night it would send quite a bit of fright

the notion of cobwebs woke him from his sleep

tiny creatures manifested themselves out on the corridor

alone in his tiny egg shelled frame

the man went totally insane

his eyes were as clear crystal evil

throwing things in the air he was a loose cannon

walking over to a corpse he threw himself on top

vomit came out of his system along with maggot infested feces…

he collapsed in the silence of the room

a candle was lit near by as it fluttered it started a fire on the ceiling..

it was to late for the director he died a horrible death

 

yet for some reason his body was fully intact

they gave him a funeral with all the trimmings

a flash of light grew nearby then there was the fly

many years would pass still having every reason to grasp

a tailor knocked on the door

there lay the corpse in post mortum habitation

now was a very good time to take a break on a long awaited vacation.

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