Post by anirbas on Apr 25, 2007 8:21:52 GMT -6
In the near distance,
the heavens mumble and mutter;
grumble and groan in low tense voices;
reminiscent of a crowd of old men,
well past their prime, lolling
in rocking chairs on a porch,
debating their aches and pains.
Mmmmumble, mmmmumble, mmmmutter,
mmmmutter, mmmutter, grroan, grrrumble...
The aurical entity moves nearer...
The heavenly message becomes clearer...
Louder...Insistent...Animated...
No heavenly gaggle of onerous,
tired ganders, this...
This is something more...
This way nearer moving, fast and quick...
Rythmic, hard ululations of sound...
This has transmorgriped
into an ephemeral
labor and delivery ward.
Assonant and dissonant energy bouncing
from within and without the undulations
of the swollen wombs of the clouds.
Howls and screams richochet
across the skies, as the decibel level
of the thunder grows to the voices
of denizens of women in the throes
of labor and delivery pangs.
Lightning rips asunder the darkness,
and Frankenstein is born to rock and roll,
as a tornado reaches it's conical toe,
from it's roiling, celestial womb
and jumps down, into this dimension,
to literally grow up, in the blink
of an eye, as hell on earth.
the heavens mumble and mutter;
grumble and groan in low tense voices;
reminiscent of a crowd of old men,
well past their prime, lolling
in rocking chairs on a porch,
debating their aches and pains.
Mmmmumble, mmmmumble, mmmmutter,
mmmmutter, mmmutter, grroan, grrrumble...
The aurical entity moves nearer...
The heavenly message becomes clearer...
Louder...Insistent...Animated...
No heavenly gaggle of onerous,
tired ganders, this...
This is something more...
This way nearer moving, fast and quick...
Rythmic, hard ululations of sound...
This has transmorgriped
into an ephemeral
labor and delivery ward.
Assonant and dissonant energy bouncing
from within and without the undulations
of the swollen wombs of the clouds.
Howls and screams richochet
across the skies, as the decibel level
of the thunder grows to the voices
of denizens of women in the throes
of labor and delivery pangs.
Lightning rips asunder the darkness,
and Frankenstein is born to rock and roll,
as a tornado reaches it's conical toe,
from it's roiling, celestial womb
and jumps down, into this dimension,
to literally grow up, in the blink
of an eye, as hell on earth.
