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



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