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The Blind Arbiter

from Fragments by Slay The Wretch

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Gold flows in rich silence,
while gilded robes hang stiff and lifeless
—apart from odd snorts and intermittent
wafts by a draft; curious and insistent

Mammoth, wide, and sluggish,
a morbidly opulent flesh-pool rests

With a clammy flex it ingests
sumptuously spiced foods

"All hail, The Tentacled Thing!"

A foul, thick, slime seeps
from the mouth of the Azathoth-like

Three tongues whirl, counter and clockwise,
as it howls multi-toned whale-ish cries

A fucked up communion...
"Hail!" they sing in unison

Slick skin bubbles with pustules,
bursting with other-worldly jewels

During hibernation the feeders converge,
ever slowly

They worship the queer magic,
The Cult of The Stomachic
—offering food with knowledge:
Each belch retching rarer metals

It's sprawled upon a throne
of piled and scattered bones,
belonging to the inept
who have clumsily woke it

Feelers and wild limbs slap at every surface;
The amorphous being beckons it's next offering

They chant:
"All hail The Blind Arbiter!
Our divine, mystic and marvelous!"

Undulating cartilage;
A pulsating ghastly mint

The Arcane Prime Movers

A ballet of expensive sewage,
exchange based on excrement

A hushed and armed few
control the markets for the sheepish fools

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from Fragments, released July 24, 2018

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Slay The Wretch is a studio-based collaborative effort between Bryan Soto and Derek Michael Burgess.

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