A Killer Set

Trance-Sent Dance!

Inspired by GizMa’s Re-Creation Set

Global City, hear to use us
we all live in it, it chews us
‘heads up, the generals thrussed;
we’re under their direction
under this deception 
our conceptions not a weapon
except, when…

Wha-nce, upon a tine
in silken rhymes
we spoke from out the tomes of Time
on bone-stretched hides
intoned and groaned, awoken lions
mockin', watch them run ‘n hide,
then cly’em, steal their meals
and leave them sigh-’nz.

With only grit and self-reliance,
History’s ex-stinks
Distinguished Monsters,
V’all-halla calls for Giants

Fraudsters,
incisively excised incisors flaunted
Entwined, end-bound
so closed to hearts
Then scarf them,

Cott-on.

The Coll’d…
It waits for those forgotten.

Thanks again for A Killer Set, GizMa!