Posted by geekUK on June 26, 2001, at 19:10:41
the thunder comes,
I sit for a while,
listening to the silence.
the cracks seem distant,
benevolent.
maybe they will go away,
to demonstrate there power
-nothing more.
the wind whips a storm.
the air is charged,
terror grips my windpipe.
gaging, drowning,
trying to get above the wave.
then calm,
the tempest fills the silence.
a howl gripped by its antimatter.
It comes.It comes.
the lights dance closer,
a harem of nymphet dancers.
dancing to the beat of the clouds falling all around.
the fire. the sound. the charge.
the very heavens open up.
the wrath of the universe is at this point.
the sky is shattering, the sound,
all the screams of the dead forming, this point, this time
one finger, extending its icy gaze at me.
the demons of hell claw at my mind.
and then I sit,
the nymphs slip off,
laughing, dancing,
And I curl up,
hear the footsteps of the giant tread off.
place my head under the pillow,
hoping I wont hear his return.
MC
poster:geekUK
thread:6833
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