Dancing on a Pitch Black Stage
Yet the show sells out.
Devil dogs doing a daring dance
inside the wreckage, wearing bloody hands.
Sold solemnly since Solomon,
tricking the tax from toiling unions.
Rack a round, rip-off robes of ravishing figures,
act like a clown, they'll only get sicker.
Creativity coursing with chaos cooking too black,
transactions to track tragedy tropes to the dragon smack.
Integrated ambushing of senses losing hope--
'ONE MORE, ONE MORE! More content to
Nicotine before delivery--wait, who are you again?
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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