Heavens lament,
lest they find what drunkeness suits them best,
and be called happy.

You took the beasts among us,
and made them gods.
Hungry,
ravenous gods.

The moon ran its fingers through your dark brown mane.
A porcelain lioness, glowing under the night sky.

Everyone needs to feel like they have secrets.
I loved you.
That’s my secret.

Sentinel of dust.
Guard your resolutions quietly.
Calamity comes but to no avail.

Smoldering, in a sea of cosmic smoke.
Burning, in a dazzling blaze of glory.
Dying, brightly.
For all the stars to see.

You need not liken yourself to a beast,
as exclamation of your strength.
There are plenty of wolves in the forest already.
You don’t have to be one of them,
if you don’t want to.

The graphite colored smoke, that rose from your charcoal covered body, in billows of silver.
The ferocious orange and yellow flames, that dance at the thought of bringing your bones into the sun.
The smell.
Sandalwood and gasoline.

I loath the sickly, yellow glow of mans fire.
How it paints the walls of his dwelling with unnatural light.
He has forgotten me.
Now that he can see in his darkness,
he has no reason to leave it.

Babylon rests, in sun-golden rays.
Fortuna smiles upon you.

Desolate sands, vacant blood.
Sunset bleeds into final night.

The shadows grow pale.
The patient light of the moon,
Foreshadows despair.

These are your waters,
I'm just drowning in them.

Seed, tilling around.
Ravishing soil, tickling leaves.
Dancing on sodden land.

Animals do not know sin.
This is the principle difference between us,
and them.
To feel guilty is to feel human.

When I die, let the wolves dance in my silver.
Lay the dust of me down in a snowy place.
So I may melt into the earth,
under the weight of your sun.

I could have ended it;
but kept going instead.

Look how soon we are all forgotten.
Even the best of us, cannot have our names, carried in the wind forever.

The oldest of demons.
Most loathsome of creatures.

You who dare claw and scrape at the light.

You empty thing.

Crude skin grafted over hollow bones.
Sunken eyes and misshapen spine.

Sleeping beast.
Primordial instinct.
Yellow teeth.

Rankest breath.
Twisted entrails.
Unnaturally long fingernails.

The cackling laugh of a snarling dog.

Disfigured cur.
You are but a crippled appendage of the world.

Rot like any other dead thing.
Disappear from my memory forever.

As if your heart alone,
wasn’t enough to carry.

I've gone, and given you mine.

I wanted to change, more than I wanted to die.
That's the only reason I'm still here.

No matter how wide my embrace,
I can never hold the sky.

I always fall in love with the wrong women.
Distant stars in the dark night sky.

Shinning brilliantly,
out of reach.

A human being.
An abhorrent thing to be.
Poor loathsome creature.

Where all great work is done.
Sowing, eager seeds.

Thirsty waters, babbling brooks.

Soft curling flesh. 
Pink, supple and wet.

Norepinephrine. Serotonin. Dopamine.

I have a higher opinion of garbage,
because trash can be recycled;
but people like you don't change.