The Word Brokers

by Dead Redwin

You owe us 10K
The fat fractal blobs histoned
To get what you owe us
All debts will be called due
With interest
Rhombus was going to cave
But Blingermeyer would have none of it
"Contracts made under duress" EP said
"Are not binding
But I tell you what
Since you are so sure of failure
By years end
Double or nothing
We win
We get everything
Everything you own
You win....
Well, name your price"
And so the bargain was struck.
The Word Brokers lost.

Scarlet Reckoning

By Emmit Other

Comes a Christmas Eve
Like most by some measure
Stars shine atop glowing homes of love
Snow falls in great big moonlit pinwheels so impossible
That only children see them
But children pray in prisons
Praying they won't be sent from their parents
Family huddle in the dark as unpromised power obscures them
The pedohile preacher sings in the chaple with the choir that is pleased hasn't given up his impossible odds on senatoral pleasure
The ghosts of past, present and future have been boxed in by greed and the smoke of averice
Not one scrooge but a legion snickers in the porkish halls of Washington
It isn't right
It isn't right
It isn't right
But the angels look the other way from dark evangelical prayers
Factory blessings from the saints produced wholesale for a government of unrighteous intent
It isn't right
And it looks over
The christmas cheer is inevitable
The righteous would be that way Mircacle or No
But there is still a need for Clarence
Even if he lies bleeding in the alley while past present and future look on
There is a need for miracles
Monotheistic miracles
Promises by the White Christ amd the Desert God
Every promise kept knows the former sheriff in the crossroads
The amulet was a promise
A get out jail once
For all the fuckups endured
A rare as hens teeth
Never given before or since
The invisible powers that be didn't want word getting around
Trenchcoat broke it
No prayer
No wish
An accusation
A failure

An accounting
Streaking out in fyre
Stars streaming up from the earth
Unseen
Invisible
Eldritch
Moaning
A trumpet blew
Turning up the marching order of revelation
The God of God received a report
The Excuse Department was bypassed
And the Archangel of the God of God dispensensed
All of christendom
All the corners of monotheistic ardor
An accounting of principal
An amen to the kicking against the pricks
An end to unrighteous authority
You could say any given jackasa in a frock
Could do Satanic due
But the wells began to run dry on dark prayer
The kind that helped but didn't help
Magic of a heavenly kind
Eaten
Sucked up the stars
Bone dry
If you didn't practice what you preached
Your faith meant nothing
The christmas star still pulsed
Santa, for those that believe, still streaked across the heavens
The ghosts were unleashed one scrooge at a time
The angels of God had clarity
The pollution of get out of jail free
Pedophile Money Lending Wheel Around their neck
Banjo licking toads were silenced
They could jaw their own voices
But from this eve
And for a millennial
A thousand years of peace
And all the false prayers of the falsely righteous were stoppered up
Done. And done.