ghosts and spirits felt but unseen
the dredged lifespent who shuffle in place
and linger in the in-between, unable to pass that final veil
pagan witches of old
daughters of the father of lies
those animist heathens, wanton succubi who lay with serpent
winged fire in the flesh
dark demons brim to burst at the gates, waiting
consumed with malevolence at the children of adam
the stuck, the treacherous and the hateful:
a most unholy inversion
a trinity most foul
the hateful command a thinning of heaven’s congregation
the treacherous conspire how to corrupt the untarnished
the stuck, ever envious of those who may yet cross over, oblige
how to halt man’s ascension?
stuck spirits concoct a perversion of nature
apparent only to their own class: reincarnation
the twisted belief in endless circling to nowhere
treacherous witches infect the societies of man in secret
poison scriptures with sweet words
to calcify into rotten dogma
hateful demons warp minds and form
where the godsmatter holds weak
weak vessels of import to accept such blasphemy
abdulj. 