Cataclysm Wordage Poem by Shireen Ramadan

Artistic sickness ov doctrine, words constructing judgment.
Empire owning massacre, clean sense ov death from below.
Damage in head, growling gangrene.
The new strain to kill livings, for cataclysm wordage.
World wars in sentence, to be sentenced, to necrosis.
Strains, aghast, reconstructing damage.
Swarms, moving, penetrate their guts ov knowing.
Gut their shapes in me, I lived in words to inter their theme.
They're the moisture fat to deal in theory.
Damage in head, growling gangrene.
Devastate in nucleuses, in caskets, to procreate infected.
Sucrose ov death down to Apocrypha.
Poesy decapitates, to word the damaged sermon.
In sickness ov water to swarm the artists, I bleed wordage in me.
Cataclysm burning surface to core fleshing, to breed their awful scene.
Cocaine poetic, killing pulse, crawling blows to head-grave.
Optics to watch sizes surrounding, in tools ov slaughter I keep livings.
I seize their tongues to growl gangrene, I watch them burn, I be the word.
I breed them dead to be infected, I kept to squeal the burning cocaine.
In pestilence ov artists, in oil sickness, I wrote their epitaphs to enshroud the real.....