Unrun Poem by Jesse Allen Anderson

unrun.

What your vibrato sung
thru your fungus tongue
defys mystique decree
from zero to 3 then back to nun
i run unrun
erasing marks
that hold the names of shooting stars
their ashes Sparks
And into FLAMES

Like Fire Crying Nuclear Rains
of Holocaustic Birthing Pains
Her Virgin Veins like Rivers run unrun
then tunnel thru the Arteries that
Ignite the Fuse to Arouse the Sneeze then starts the
Wind of Destinys Informal Bride

The blow divides the Sea of Elements that we cannot see
and preserves the truth encrypted blind
to keep divine that stoic faith
we sew the heart of trusted thread in
In lieu of all the things I do
I mustn't let the Entropy Entitle me
Preventing me from destiny and
Self-Induced Empathic Armageddon

God Save the Fiends.