The quick and the dead

I watched the shit stains dripping from the walls
I watched the piss rolling down the windows
The stench overwhelmed me
and I fell into a state of unconsciousness.

A nightmare emerged of tortured souls in crimson coffins
Turning in their graves to avoid the violence of the living
Crippled corpses shielding their eyes from the hellish sight
of the quick ridiculing and repulsing the quick.

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