20 Nov 2008 @ 9:41 AM 

It is mine you know
Every idea, every
Bankrupted genius;
Every insight and
Corollary

The Humans are mine
They are the tendrils
Of my longing and breath
Genetic is Cthulu
Indeed

A writhing chaos is mine
Hydroponic, self-sustained
Fishing for Lions
I have been all this time
Waiting

Impatiently you know
The way a father waits
For concrete possibilities
You cannot stop me
Fools

While you have been
Constructing our demise
I have been sewing
The fire seed…
Planted

Posted By: Joshua Roberts
Last Edit: 20 Nov 2008 @ 09:41 AM

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