*FOR JOHNNY PAVLOU
WITH LOVE
SHOCKBLASTED AND HIDEOUS
WITH THE SHRIEKING SNAKES
OF SICK
TWISTED BROTHERS WHO HIDE
THEIR DARK DEEDS WITH A SMILE/
TWISTED AND SHOCKBLASTED BROTHERS IN DESPERATION/ARE BREATHLESS
AND RUNNING OUT OF
TIME…/AND THEY’RE GASPING AND LOVING THE HEAT OF
THE HOT HARD FRICTION THEY FEEL
MAKING THEMSELVES FRANTIC
WITH LOVE
FOR EACH OTHER/THEY HATE TO ADMIT/A SECRET
THEY WILL KILL YOU FOR/TO HIDE……../BURY YOU
IN GRAVES THEY’VE MADE FOR YOU
IN ERROR/A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY, BUT HEY! LIFE GOES ON/WHO
SAYS YOU HAVE TO PLAY LIFE FAIR AND SANE?/MADMEN WILL DO THINGS
THEIR WAY/THEY WILL NOT MAKE LOVE/THEY WILL MAKE WAR/THEY WILL NOT
MAKE LOVE/THEY WILL MAKE
MORE
SHOCKBLASTED
AND HIDEOUS
WITH THE SHOCKING SNAKES
OF SECRETS
WHICH SLITHER AWAY
BESIDE THEMSELVES, DISPOSSESSED
AND
FRANTIC/
20, June 1997
FINNEGAN POETRY FROM THE FEAST OF FEAR, S E R I E S # 3
I’m Not Afraid of the Dark #47