Anatomical explorations.

I, with corkscrew intestines that
lead viciously to black-hole bowels,
would love to be able to shit and piss
like
a
free man.

When you have fucked so much of
your life away,
it's hard to be able to see the future
in a cloud.
A new Caesar will be crowned,
with toilet seat laurels.

What special level of HELL have we found?

Level 3
  

i'm so disappointed in my fellow man.

back to the florescent lights
that make your eyes feel like they have been rolled, like dice
across a dirty floor.  There will be no millionaires tonight
even if there were it'd all be gone tomorrow.

Back to the burnt smell of translucent souls melting into the dust the dust
with each footfall.  no more daydreams,
with splashes of joy; not tainted by desperation.
In the nights where I dream,
the spooks remind me of the world we just lost out on.

Level 6

the four horsemen walk into a bar+
today a ghostly hand grabbed my ass.
The people scream for their meal, mouths felled open
waiting for the mother bird to drop flesh
=they are so angry, because it is the company
for which they pay.