Route To All Evil, Pt.3 (More Blue, Than Green) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

The road less taken?
The path of least resistance?
The trail that leads to nowhere?

I traveled the longest road
I visited the wrongest road
I walked the no-one-should-ever-belong on this road.
A fool for tricksters, I was trapped in the snake-pit
The greed overwhelmed me; Christ, I hated it!
For years, through this journey, I searched for relevance,
I saw the value in the genuine world, but nobody desired to hear it—
Now my dying heart smeared across my sleeve, my forehead, my body;
this is where I wear it.

I saw it all, while you soaked in your perverse rich-man tub,
kissed away your dreams
Marinated yourself in so much green,
Your wealth ripped apart your real vision, it seems.
While I walked the long road, I tore apart the wrong road
Now, I travel the only-I-belong-on-it road
And, it's a lonely road, it's a homely road
Not even the dog and pony show!
Everything is dead,
Instead
It's the kitchen in hell, The Dead-zone, or The Death-trap
It's the scenic route, oh yes; it's back!
Because I voted for living
Until I voted for death
I balloted for everything
Until there were no candidates left
Now, it's The Credits Song
It's the journey's never found, and I'm glad.
It's the memory lane doused in gasoline, total black.
—The Route To All Evil and I'm trapped.
You have no idea where I've been led to and back
It's the imperishable rest, not a vacation
It's the safe cave for my entire lost generation.
Hear my salutation,
I've found my salvation
No more vacillation
I reached it,
I arrive at my locale;
My last stop
In desperation.
I crawl towards my
Final
Destination.

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