Satan stirred hearing sirens through the fog singing the pungent odor of rotting life assaulted his nose cursed flies mated on his face he brushed them away with a imaginary arm he hoisted his eyelids forcefully light flooded in kaleidoscope images beamed into his yawning mind which screamed "cupids" Satan sat bolt upright the cupids who surrounded him stepped back the stench followed Satan stared into their sour pulp fish hook torn faces infested with maggots Satan cracked a smile his lips refused to produce lips numbly staring he mumbled his gaze from cupids to cupids who all stood naked except for a siren skin loincloth covering their pulpy mass nether ether regions each cupid held a crossbow or wooden handled club with idolatry carved stone heads in the holders image their snow white blood dusted mite infested vulture wings were folded allowing Satan to see chained and collared battered and bruised behind them sat the lamenting sirens who had woken him with their mournful singing Satan tried to gain his feet before a pulpy congealing muscled chested maggot infested cupid stepped forward shoving his poxed stone head against Satan's chest pushing him back into the pearly pebbles rage flooded Satan filling his being with birthing strength standing him up to face his roe foe as the cupid raised his stone face yet again Satan stepped forward growled "poor stupid cupid" (for the alley oracle foretold " they knew not what they did ") as he grasped the cupids wrist in an iron age grip the two beings stood eye to eye then with the power vested within Satan shoved the cupid back who stumbled a few steps as Satan reached for his fancy pistol the cupid shot forward his stoned face raised as Satan let the hammer fall releasing lead that parted the thick ether of tension between the emaciated washed up Satan and the pulpy roe chested cupid whose cold stone face kissed Satan on the forward head and shattered into a constellation meanwhile Satan's lead crossed bullet cast the cupids heart out onto the stones to season while the cupids body staggered backwards vertically challenged then as if melting dissolved into the voids bucket without a splash still surrounded by cupids Satan reached behind his back for his other fancy pistol then gave each a turn at the storm of cupids closing in he did not watch the cupids falling as like in his visions his grim faced lead bullets burst their targets like clown balloons twisted stretched into whoman form with his lead pins Satan realizing that the close proximity almost flat pebbled beach offered him no cover from the slings and arrows of his enemies and tiring from dodging the lethal projectiles inserted into the ether at him he created a bloody doorway using his lead crossed tipped chisels to carve the gap he flew through toward the cliff face where boulders grew like a beard he dropped behind a large rock hailing arrows followed striking the rock musically showering sparks and fossilized bone all over him as he continued to blast his fancy pistols while Satan's emotionless face bore the fresh burden of the truth tearing scarring his leather burnt on bone corpse gaunt features Satan swiftly reloaded his pistols and resumed blasting at the silent multiplying cupids whose arrows chipped away the rock Satan had chosen freely to take his stand behind he'd gunned down more than a dozen baker's dozen of the enslaving cupids but more were popping out where from Satan would of answered "the clouds" yet the ether was clear an arrow bounced of his left horn but he did not flinch as his boney fingers held the reaper triggers meaninglessly as his opposing thumbs fanned the flaming hammers of his fancy pistols while watching the futility of his unerring bullets knocking the cupids from the sky was only betrayed by his tears acid etching new scars down his emotionless corpse masked face for this was his lot ordained forever and ever war without end trapped cycling within wars punishing aeons seasons behind his emotionless mask blasting his foes with fancy pistols fancy pistols which again needed reloading Satan's bony fingers fished deep into his boiled leather jacket pockets for more damming ammunition hooking a handful he refilled his guns full of the void soaked lead bullets Suddenly an arrow hit Satan in the neck a spurt of steaming vapor stinking of brimstone whistled into the ether Satan grimaced cocked his hammers pushed his fossil emaciated frame up as close to the rock as he metaphysically could as the cupids were circling above blood dried rusty dust and imp mites fell from their feathers mixing with the brimstone and the acrid damming fumes of the fancy pistols smoke rising colliding to form humid clouds over the beaches where the cupids could hide their attacking formations far of on their rocks by the voids edge the captive sirens had crawled back to while their abusers attentions were elsewhere began anew an old song as their wounds were cleansed by the voids baptismal splashes the cupid vultures continued to fire their bone crossbows but they were shooting blindly through the thick cloud cover Satan ignored the volleys of arrows shot at him from above stepped around his rock his hooves trodding into puddles of the fly bloated fallen winged fetus carcasses bleeding and rotting on the pearl pebbled beach where he'd washed up Satan blasted both his pistols into the ether paused and listened for the sounds of cupids raining from above he didn't need keen eyesight to notice the dead and wounded plunging to their punctuated death beds arrows whistled happily through the smoke and dust from the cupids crossbows above suddenly the cupids broke cover to begin dive bombing Satan who snarled "this ain't right " cocked the hammers of his fancy pistols once more as he fired up into the attacking carrion leftovers barrel rolling and tumbling down from the heavens said his lead found their targets dropping to rest on one knee partly blinded Satan laid his guns down to rest while he wiped his dust caked opaque eyes as a cupid successfully dived bombed him the eerie sound of the cupid's stone face whispering a lullaby in his ear pitched Satan rolling into the bloody pea soup gravel shaking himself awake Satan saw his guns gleaming out of reach as a cupid swooped towards him Satan rolled into an aerial with drunken agility as he unsheathed his fork tongue blade from behind his back his acrobatic hooves placing him right under the screaming cupid he reached up snatching the dive bombing cupid by the braided umbilical like hair pulling down the cupid the long lethal unseeable edged forked blade was thrust into the cupid's chest as he was plucked out of the ether epilogue the cupids last kiss was the bloody unconsecrated grounds pearly pebbles he bled for Satan turned to see above a half-dozen cupids through the thick dust caking his eyes could see the stunned stunted expressions etched into their stoned carved faces he flew straight at them he forced the forked tongue unseeable edged blade amongst through their butter flanks melted blood flew off the fork tongues gleaming blade in artistic swishes as cupids fell all around when he had carved his way into the clear Satan retrieved the fallen fancy pistols to give a few fleeing cupids a parting shot before turning wings beat to climb the rocky cliff face up out of the slaughter house his hooves driving into its broken face's flesh yet no matter how fast he climbed Satan couldn't escape the pain he had inflicted upon himself as he pushed himself pulled himself over the cliffs edge to stand on the edge of a plateau ©bg 2021
Month: September 2021
the doom slinger 4
Satan spiraled through the woke turbulence vortexes his bullet clipped and holed emaciated wings spread like they were pinned by an invisible god's entomologists finger pads as he slipped through the killing jars ether Satan was desperately trying to slow his decent as he tried to read the ethers jet streams when he slammed into a hibernating shadow tree growing out from the pear shaped chasms stagnant weeping walls which knocked the wind from beneath his wings he then desperately tried to cling like a hatched partridge fetus to the tree for life as gravity suckered him into slipping like a snake along a branch then hanging like a fruit until inevitably rotting dropping back into the fall Satan's holy wings folded like in a prayer didn't have a hope of slowing his steep descent as he plunged head first into the watery cold black void his momentum dragging him under the voids dark foaming surface where all was absorbed corpse arms failing he rose to the voids foaming surface gasping just as the uprooted shadow tree slammed into his chest knocking the proverbial wind from him yet again he rose again to the voids surface gasping for essence the voids emptiness flooded in burning his lungs and throat knowing he was in quite the pickle he grabbed hold of one of the trees proffered outstretched limbs grateful for something to hold to in the meaningless dark foaming voids brine waves of fear rolled and crashed over him as Satan fought his way through the foaming void and tangled limbs to the middle of the shadow tree's trunk where being more stable he pulled himself up onto his dead looking tree of life raft before collapsing like an emaciated split crow carved on a totem in an exhausted relief a wave slapped him awake as he wiped the stinging void from his eyes until he thought he saw the blurry outline of an ark pitching and rolling on his horizon Satan paddled towards where he thought hoped he had envisioned the ark but the wind and lashing waves of the void tossed his life raft back into the dispiriting void as lightning split the heavens followed by the thunder of the emperor's fallible god's judgement the flash revealed nothing but the freezing emptiness of the heaving and lashing void his tree of life was tossed through while upside-downly downly-upside Satan hung on ever so grimly as through time the waves nine tails kept on stripping the tree to its heartwood while lashing the fallen to the bone the brine cauterizing the sap and scorching his lungs and throat when swallowed causing a reaction Satan shivered while retching to expel the void's icy emptiness of doubt as he stared wild opaque eyed into the howling blackness that stared mirror like back at him as he waited for forty benighted aeons and forty enlightenment aeons for the ark to reappear while the battered shadow tree appeared to dip and dive toss and turn trying to loosen his grip on life in another bursts of lightning Satan saw with foreboding other messiahs floating dead bobbing flesh corrupted eroding away on the void's dark foaming surface fastened to their trees their stomachs intestines exposed knotted in a figure eight bizarrely tethering them to anchors caught on the voids icebergs desperately Satan looked through the debris as lightning again illuminated the voids ship graveyard spotting no survivors among the wreckage Satan gave up and paddled on battled on fueled by an age of rage his wind milling arms churned the void Finally after time had abated Satan rested the raging void calmed light from the heavens above became constant no longer flickering injecting him with tormenting horrifying images of death and hope into the depths of his opaque eyes and the infallible god's thunder no longer clapped rhythmically in his ears his throat stripped raw from the brine's cattales swallowed and his mad bellowing echoing into the faceless storms pointless bombardments had fallen silent for Satan exhausted had hung his head ominously in contemplative resolve to continue down the path of revenge upon those that had traduced him and those of his ilk he loved lifting his head from his reprieve his eyes revealed a lands mountainous white cloud cliffs Satan wondered where in the void he had drifted as the distant lands greying harshness began to swamp his eyes with survival tears Satan had no idea how far offshore he lay adrift but as his corpse thin arms began windmilling upon his tree of life breaking the voids frigid surface he fixed his will on the beckoning distance that fed him intravenously a little more persistence thinking he was closing in with the land he began to make out the features of the distant rocky shore line his corpse arms exhausted wind milled limply on fill of aching knotts and will breaking pain Satan ignored his grinding bones continued circling willing himself on through the blissless will sapping milling void cranking up his heavy head for his opaque eyes to measure the distance left to beach upon that pebbled pearly shore his opaque eyes cried out from the crows nest "we be nay the closer cap'n" where upon Satan's vessel lost it's bottled elixir an odd specimen drained of adrenaline it's flesh gone skin baked on to crumpling bone left alone to atone on a fruit tree devoid on a bloodless void © by bg 2021
the doom slinger 3
enter
the courthouse
a realm
consisting
of a
deep deep deep
unfathomable
cave system
a
labyrinth
of
alternate realities
inhospitable
to its
notional
inhabitants
on entry
Satan observed
above
luminous
gravity defying
headless hunchback
seraphim
their
grey smoke entrails
spilling out
like
wisps of
egg whites
dropped in
boiling water
they
floated poached
haunting
the
polished
marbled walled
corridors
each carrying
ignoring
bundles
of
wailing
decomposing skin
parchedments
as
they past over
Satan
the sound of wind
sighing
or was it
moaning
could be heard
over the
wailing
yet
Satan
felt no breeze
only smelt
rotten
eggs
sand
flowed across
the
cave floors
corridors
erasing
Satans
hoof prints
as he
tried to find
his way
forward
into the
labyrinths
dark
alleyways
following
the
streams of sand
was as
deceptive as fruit
as they
merged
diverged
doubled back
on
themselves
covering
the flames
trail
or was it
erasing
sweeping away
one's own
tracks
towards
potters field
the deeper
into the
cave system
lit only
by the
smoldering
end
of a
carcinogenic
rolled
cigarette
polished marbled
walls
gave way
to rough
sketched nameless
rocky faces
which were
covered
in moss beards
from their
cracked crumbling
chalk skin
bleeding images
pearls of wisdom
spilled
eroding
incomprehensibly
into
the sand
rivers
to be
reformed
finally
admitting
to himself
he was
lost
in the
infernal
cave system
of the
courthouse
archives
Satan
suffered
a seismic
depressive
shift
of mood
when the
flowing ground
seemed
to list
"all is doomed"
Satan thought
a red tape
snake
that could
be found
naturally lurking
anchored
within the
systems cracks
beneath
the surface
of the
sand rivers
flowing
throughout
the
courthouse
cave system
had
looped
noosed
itself
around
Satans
left hoof
tripping
him up
as he
prepared
to hit
rock bottom
with a
doomsdays
meteorite
splash
Satan reached
round
to his back
unsheathing
an
unseeable edged
fork tongue blade
once given
unto him
by a friend
by a foe
once drawn
Satan
slashed
with his
knife
at the
snake
that would've
dragged him
into
the cracks
to
devour and excrete
him
into
particles
of the
caves pictorial
suspeculated
evidence
Satan's
forked blade
sliced surgically
parting
seperating
the snakes
erroneously
scaled body
from his own
entity
standing
free
for a moments
breath
but still stuck
in the
behemoths belly
Satan lit
one of his
previously
rolled
half smoked
cigarettes
with a spark
from his
flint nails
he stared
into the
thundering
howling blinded
heard of minotaurs
surrounded
in a
cloud of dust
picture frame
stampeding
bearing
down upon
him
corroding
sand grains
thrown up
by the
frightened
minotaurs
rained down
landing
pockmarking
his
burnt
leather on bone
tear scared face
ahead of time
through
the
oncoming
avalanche's dust
stinging his
opaque eyes
Satan
could see
a guilty flicker
of a flame
driving
the creatures
from
behind
towards him
"oh Justice
you flaming
son of a
tumbleweed"
Satan spat
at his
quarry
as he drew
his
fancy pistols
before
realising the absurdity
of his actions
he holsted
his
fancy pistols
preparing
to be
trampled
into
civilisations bedrock
instead
as he came
to peace
with futility
his
survival instincts
came to life
animated
Satan turned
finding a gap
in the
continuity
of the
cave systems walls
he ran
towards the crevice
without hesitation
forgetting
to look
into
the trojan horses
mouth
Satan
took a
leap of faith
an unforeseen error
beginning his fall
down
into a
chasm
© by bg 2021
the doom slinger 2
Selene carried Satan floating across the waste for forty aeons and forty epochs in her cradle of tranquility bustling noise blistering heat awoken Satan outside a broken away sectioned piece of waste town moored floating in the rising void that lapped at the crumbling cliffs feeding scouring away the waste Selene hung back on the event horizon watching Satan cross the gangplank out of sight into Purgatory Satan walked amongst Purgatory's whitewashed buildings its citizens parting in an angry red sea their indoctrinated fear holding back their lynch mob instincts but unbeknownst to Satan he was safe for he was no savior so they allowed their stoop shouldered emaciated bat wings drooping wizened up escape goat plenty of space to waltz within their atmosphere of entitled hope and narcissistic dreams along the edges of purgatory anchored bloated air balloons weighted full of hot air ladders up to evacuate the lands citizens to the heavens above never ever gated land curious people peered out of windows doorways pretending their perceived beast was a threat of forming or becoming their craven image as the beast they awed walked as Pinocchio once did amongst them in the bright furnace light that in their heavens pilots shriveled raisin eyes should be buried under sea chanties of brimstone Satan wiped an itty bitty tear away that was drawing another scar down his worn leather baked skinned skull Satan stopped staring up into the darkness of Purgatory's seven storied house of ill repute windows rearing up monster like before him at the point of the towns pentagram as Satan entered the house's saloon on the ground floor a hundred crammed foul smelling soles assaulted his ossified nostrils ignoring the circus captivity scene stink Satan strode wearily up to the bar that was blocked from view by thirsty soles stomping for the bartender's healing via a liquid elixir blessing to cleanse their pilgrim soles since the paved floor of good intentions they trod excessively to enlightenment was covered urine soaked straw and other questionable dark matter Satan pushed open his batwings to reveal the jutting pearl grip of his fancy pistol clearing away the clambering self indulgent crowd at Purgatory's nirvana saloon's last chance bar or so the mirror on the wall proclaimed it Satan's fingers danced over the pearl butt of his fancy pistol as his boney arms hung stiffly at his corpse side only his hooves made a rough sound as he took one more scraping waltz step across the barnyard floor closing the gap between the bushy flame faced bartender glared at his moth he pulled a long thin cigar from his sweet sweat soaked stained robe pocket he bit off its tip then spat it out he placed the wet cigar between his yellow cracked sun glazed teeth then he ignited it with the bars eternal candle then huffed and puffed until smoke billowed from his ears and mouth Satan felt a numb judas hand grab at his skin and bone arm turning his leather burnt cheeks to face his attacker Satan head-butted the fools mug in a classic purgatory kiss move blood splattered from the bravado fill mugs nose as the used up diversion fell to wiggle maggot style on the saloons dance floor as Satan's burning bush disappeared in smoke without pausing Satan leapt the bar crashing through the mirror landing out in a light drenched alley Satan looked at the ground saw the bartender's boots glass remarks in the sand fleeing fleet of foot along the alley his boots disappearing over a competition pissed stained dividing wall leaping the wall bat wings open he saw his flame escape the bars alley into Purgatory's main street Satan dragged his fancy pistol from his hunters belt ready for action as gold nuggets smashed into the alley's fire brick walls chips and dust showered Satan as another volley of golden nuggets passed within inches of the horned beasts head Satan returned fire as more choir shots sang out from the direction of purgatory's court house rearing up a behemoth before him at the point of the towns pentagram at least a dozen appointed witnesses guns blazing covered Satan's flame high tailing it up the mountainous stairs of ideologies to escape justice Satan emaciated frame stood still as a target while all around him the unconsecrated ground was churned up by the deadly sermons golden nuggets which were sent to gouge Satan's deep opaque tear-filled eyes out returning fire Satan watched his first witness bounce lifelessly down the courthouse rocky stairs shots echoed around purgatory as the flame slipped through the cracks of the courthouse's stone tablet unhinged doors below another witness twisted on his scorpion boot heels falling under Satan's tearful gaze as his fancy pistol's lead bullets chewed out his witnesses blackened jerky heart Satan's blurry tear filled eyes focused on three witnesses rushing at him their guns cocked their soles already lost on their way to meet their judge fired at the emaciated figure who with all his strength dragged back the hammer then squeezed his fancy pistol's scythe trigger the action like denials repeated two more times until the witnesses had paid for their perjury ideology continued attempted to rain down from the courthouse Satan felt more tears trickling down from the depths of his opaque eyes as a few golden nuggets crossed his scars while other nuggets tore holes through his weathered tattered bloodstained batwings that flapped violently in the bullets breeze seven deadly witnesses left Satan rolled his dice knowing he was hurting yet knowing the proceedings must go on and on... the witnesses were swaying and shooting from behind a heat haze dock as each witnesses gun spoke Satan retorted He saw the paid witnesses dancing and falling for their overlord as his lead bullets nailed their expanding cross tip examinations into their blessed tanned hides blasting them soullessly into kingdom come By the time the emaciated being reached the colossus foot of the courthouse stairs blood that had cascaded down from the fallen was pooling into a small fiery lake at the bottom of the rocky steps Satan's eyes narrowed staring up at the burnt unhinged doors of the courthouse that the fleeing flame bearded bartender had fled through to escape Satan tucked his fancy pistol into his hunters belt clicked his forked tongue and began his ascent to pursue his false flame through the stone tablet unhinged doors of the courthouse's facade © by bg 2021
resurrecting the trashcan bard 