Leslie Collins


Undying Voyeur - Poem by Leslie Collins

Dwelling inside the forsaken abyss
hangs a beautifully vile display
A marionette of the black and macabre
strung bleeding above the decay
What manner of mind bore this sick machination
this idle of torn human skin
The others unseen speak the words of the empty
They cry out for sacrifice tainted with sin

In the darkness locked away
He'll never see the light of day
Cursed to watch the hethen play
Unseen but not alone

Sadistic demoralization of his mind birthed an unnatural molevolence,
depraved, debased, iconoclastic nightmares shape this hell
he would come to call home

With eyes stretched wide open to witness the frenzy
Unable to warn the defiled
Eternity swallows this delineation
The foul putrifaction of impure design
The hooks in his face allow no distraction
No hope of release from the toil of sin
This vouyer begins to enjoy his detention
And waits for the bloody burlesque to begin

Dwelling inside the forsaken abyss
Hangs a wonderfully morbid display
This marionette of the lost and condemned
Is bleeding above the decay
Cursed to this anguish, the deathless and damned,
His pain everlasting his torment supreme
He watches the pattern of self ruination
And gives his regards to the lewd and obscene

Watch them play
Pure decay
I will feed
You will bleed

Soul to ashes flesh to mud
Drudgery of human blood
Purged beneath the crimson flood
Corrupted by the pain

The vile babtism of this malefactor
has made him victim to the malice of the human plague
Invoked by sin and sustained by death,
this undying captive shall never falter in his agony and shame


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 6, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 7, 2011


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