Perversion Poem by Joseph Anthony Montefusco

My mind
A perversion of perfection
Psychotic sounds resound
While wilds win the day

Sickness suppresses sanity
Rather than reality reigning
Bound by bloody bodies
An institute for inspiration

My mind's knives never needing a break
Cutting cadavers continuously
An absolute awry display
Of a mind meddled by monsters

Distraught distributors of death
Mentally entering eternal asphyxiation
Forever fornicating with friends of fear
Gaining gruesome offspring

However the hindrance of hell halts
The negativity of night nullifies
Vigor of eviscerated victims fail
And pervasion proves empty.