The Message

You can severe my vocal chord and hope that you aborted the portal but your thoughts never absorb that it’s the message itself that’s immortal.
The truth cant be thwarted, tethered by fetters in cells, instead it’s recorded in the belly of hell and transported to an assortment of openly adorned doors to the aorta.

Reviews

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Wow intriguing and deep really

[David Scott]

OK... I like the gritty ending and the point being nailed down with conviction. Refering to the heart in it's more clinical terms is also an organic concept and makes the peotry feel more literal and real rather than fantasy and philosophy. Well done.