Prevail of Lunacy

Embark on this forbidden charade,
take a seat among the deadly living.
Become mesmerized by the reeling crackle of the projection screen,
as you consume a shot of faux ecstasy.
Feel the burn as it cascades down your shallow throat,
squirm while it morphs amongst the stomach acids –
the writhing innards tucked away within your hollow corpse.
And your guts splatter,
spilling upon and tainting the land,
left for maggots to feast on.
For your eyes have glazed over,
your heart has rotted away –
picked upon by buzzards.
They are parading through the condemned streets,
with your shroud held high above their heads.
For their feeble fingertips,
are dripping derangement’s wax upon your spine.
You are left at the mercy of a hooded monster’s savage
hands.
Running towards a hope that never existed,
you are merely a number.
This is the exorcism of helpless souls,
you have entered insanity’s reign.