And coffee pot. Bones which were being
Partly macerated, dissolved, in a margarine
Container which had engine coolant in it.
It smelled very awful?
A carnal cacophony perversely penned
Transposed... and decomposed
On strings fashioned from human twine
Lovingly wound and fretted upon my bow
Garishly incarcerated... the dead resonate
In a final death-throe
Movements scripted for the dead...
My corpus concertos cordial
Disinterred... And detuned
With six feet below
In harmony with the deceased
My inspiration... your disintegration
For my latest masterpiece
Notes seep from sinewy frets...
As you wait for your god or the void
Or the abyss of nothingness
Your usefulness isn\'t through
Your productivity I resume...
Will be your afterlife\'s handicap....
...will leave you out on a limbo...
...your disposition I unleash...
...you will rest in my piece...
You\'re dead, buried and barred
Your remains dampened and fingered
Your mortal coil is barbed
The death-bells are peeling
Ringing out as you flake
Shrieking out their recitals
A celebration of your wake...
My world two metres under
A curious habitat
Your muddy trench I plunder
Pass on to ethereality
Churned out under the sextant\'s blade
You live your life in wretchedness
And death is no escape...
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