Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Dies Irae (Day of Wrath)

tick-a-tocking threats and troubles
taught by trumpeting types of tingling
traits attempting tactic tumbles,
tackling titter tantrums tinging.

manoeuvring mobs' maddened mumbles
mashing matchsticks markedly mixing;
mean material machinations
improvising damned minist'ring.

would a lonesome heart slightly miss
and an idle eye shed a tear
if my life were sudd'ly stopped,
steered away from the now and here?

break a bark by babbling blunt bliss:
heated heathens handily hiss.

(Note: the point of these stanzas lies more in the effect of the words placed side by side than the message. of course, the verses may make some kind of sense; in the end, it's all a single package XD)

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