Sixteen Pages
by Blue Sky Mile· from Blue Sky Mile Ep
A manuscript reasoned out a senseless act in a black and white molding monsters out of ash. The cameras roll grainy faces gray with fear. The ratings climb making movies out of death. Can you feel this? Will you forget? Surprise he said I’ve got a present for you and everyone like you. Bring me your tired and your broken down blind from the lights and deaf from hollow sound the Day of Judgment will be televised we’ll live forever on the celluloid. What’s best for you: die a choreographed death with everyone watching with hungry eyes we’ll devour your flesh for a thousand re-runs.