He must
be in song right now?
With drummers, a thousand
for every heart.
Golden angel -
her roses
keep me
and the devil apart.
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
The hole inside myself is perfect,
so perfectly God shaped.
Dusting pain of darkness
- of heart topped millet cake.
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 8:05 AM UTC
There's hope in your quailing shadow.
Venim gloss your smile.
Unlock the iron from your eyelids.
walk free anger from fury's inner exile.
Your head, a compendium of trouble
and corner-store flat battery fantasy.
The driven and the lonely
breaking up behind your denim sleave.
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 7:39 AM UTC
You woke me in the night
Told me of vampires and demons
The colossal breath of dragons
Lurid fears you'd one day fight
Heart so beautifully torn
Fresh to the elements in distress
You tender path of bood roses
Between roads of howling thorns
Sing with ****** sensitivity
A warm sugar rush symphony
We are guilty spirited angels
Of flesh filled fantasies
The writhing life from your bones
Peeled and gnawed and devoured
Free from rotten memory
Of detritus filled tombs
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 7:29 AM UTC
Death is darker
than the deepest ocean
that keeps hollow
each wreck
as vengeance sails
the last breath
and the will of man
eternally fails.
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC