Monday, December 7, 2009

Spine Tingler

"Spine Tingler"
I fly amid the hellfire earth
With laughter at my side
Cause, if we are just afterbirth
Tis' grouch's freckle snide

Incineration melts the froth
Of rabies candlelight
Malign, a vigil held you doth
Memento singed with spite

In armor of an insect, crushed
With dignity abroad
Shall lead the path to demons pushed
To gilded traps nor fraud

Atop this ailing spine I walk
With pain's wisdom thereof
Thin ice and swords do seldom talk
For you are none above

Between these gliding perished wings
Upon the tingling spine
Amid the hells, an angel sings
The guardian of mine

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Spine Tingler" is the painting of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters.

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