'From Nothing' and other poetry by Prater Festwo
Part 1

From Nothing

I am a thoughtless riot
Drifting on the mind of forever-more
One stop passed madness,
One stop ‘til boundless
All aboard that’s comin’ aboard

A haiku that dares
To eat the ink of its lines
And excrete its will

I am god’s own heavenly chorus
Come to sing salvation unto you
Woe, that ye art tone-deaf,
Braying as asses do

So chew your cud, or you won’t be kosher

Commence!
Scatter excrement, like cash, to the wind
And live, content in the knowledge
That you did all you humanly could
To abolish impoverished hostile takeovers
Commerce!
Cash it like cat shit
Buy in, move on and outsource your hope
I thought we paid somebody
To care about these things

I thought I was a body, once, too
They paid me about-
Well, they don’t care about those things

And I am oblivion’s orphan,
Sanguine smiles and Hein-sighted hedonism,
Ex nil nihilo…

Untitled

This is just a simple note
A half inspired spark of wit
To all of those I Wish I Smote
You putrid piles of rancid shit

I profane your name to my heart’s content
Your time- it came, and was, and went
You Grey Faced Fuckers and Laugh-less Liars
We sinners of saints will set you to pyres

And smoke the roach of your mortal remains
Strike that last one, I just took a hit
It’s far too cruel to set you to flames
And I haven’t the want of building a pit

But I let you live last time and now?
Look at all that you have done
Don’t you feel like a milking sow?
What kind of game are you trying to run?

I guess the only option flat-
Is to Eat what Can, and Will, be Et
And shit you out, what can be shat
And spread your mess in the flower bed.

-signed Eris

Ps

I’m being serious, but I feel funny

Impetus Diabolicus

Let’s spend another day
Discussing our habits
Multiply like rabbits
Let’s talk in circles
And walk in lines
Never know quite what time it is

Let’s spend another day
Eating our souls
To fill our bellies
Change our mind
Change our sullies
Choose to dine out on this day

Let’s chew the fat
Fulfill a fleeting fancy
Subdue a frantic fantasy
I can’t see a reason
We should be restless
With such a pleasing ail available

Let’s sing a song
Say a soothing something
We should say something
Let’s say…
Well, I guess anything’s okay
But I’m getting pretty bored with the old shtick

Still Sleeping

When I wake up in the morning
Who’s to say that it’s really me?
Walking now among the living
In dreams, lies and treachery

I could be another zombie
Thoughtless but breathing
Writhing and seething
Would you ever know the difference?

When I put out my lights and sleep
Am I there while I’m gone away?
Not that I want you to weep
I was hoping I could stay that way today

I could be the last antidote
Filling your veins
And mortal remains
Would you ever get any better?

When I leave this world forever
I bet you’ll really still be ill
As even your last hope is severed
While searching for that pill

I will be soundly asleep
Blank, At Peace
Silent at least
And you never found a way…

Where's the Chorus Now?

i fell over again
over a gain or a loss
it's quite the toss of a coin
this time,
it was meant to pass
alas, i lost my wings
but were they mine?
i was singing praise
in a diner
in sine and cosine waves
trying to fill these staves
but i'm blank with every blink
strained and feigning to think
of ways to better these days
and it feels like turning pink

handover that thread
we used to tread softly
over lofty ideas
with zeal and coffee
stains on our daily bread
it remains in my head
but i need to sew
my shadow back on
and reap the refain
with my ariel form
to storm the tempest
and weather the simplest trials
and refile my taxes
because Death is coming
to revile my axis
i can hear her humming
to sweet Abraxis

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