by Tomorrow's Man
January 27, 2003
she was created from ash, the extra cooling regret of a death's breath...she climbed from the lake and lay waste to the land though she never killed a living thing...she brutally slaughtered everything they thought they knew...she grabbed their preconceptions by the throat, flashed her hazel eyes and overbitten smile, and slashed their assumption's wrists...then like a vampire she sucked the death from them...she laughed them into knowledge...she smirked them out of bias...she winked them from fear...she squinted them into honesty...
...now she walks among them partially hidden and shaming God, showing Him up...she's the second coming, she's coming, oh how beautifully she's coming, God child, timeless daughter, worship her