A mysterious, endless hell is unveiling
August pyres incinerate the white washed sympathies
Im only here for the psychodrama trauma, the ministry of misery coalesces
Tugging on grenade pins for the thrill of it all, sweet devotion of elusive arts

The simplicity of futures carry us through the inevitable gravity
Words are unfaithful & cruel to me
Tsunamis idle into the aqueous madness
Miniscule sands of time reverberate
Clocks pulse backwards, sinister disposition on the second hand click
Beautiful butterfly wings extinguish
Pale comparison of spiritual questioning
Which god do you worship now?
Passage of orbit, lunar lullabies swing

This canyon of tears are only imbibing in the depths of violence
Slumber I inside the cacophony of seckrets
Coffin for bedlam, poison for the masses
Sleepy eyes are treason beaten into your faulty descention
Sacrament wine for the seance hands
Debilitating atrophy finds me in low land

Lucidity so stagnant, the undertow tolls
The crashing mind leads to disarray
Slaughter romance as the past draws me
Let's become friends amongst the anarchist wake
Overspend my emotions, your blankless stare woos me
Into the neon boulevards I stumble on

Lethargic breeze just floats on by this eventide redemption
Darkness voyages in a blink of an eye
Suffering submission slowly sanguates
Eternal offerings oddly betray the beyond
The chasticesment will trudge this divining row
A speakeasy of former impressions
I awake within the reactor

Circular logic escapes me
Murmurations ensue my dark side
Laughter nevermore in the residing silence of my thoughts
Jagged moon rocks shatter my realities (elevated momentum stretched to the bounds of common realities)
I brandish liquid diamonds as the
  warmth of friendly emotions wave  
  over me
Head filled up with that shiny helium
Neon mortuaries greet me this eve
Coccooned in this sanctimonious momentum of your grace
Deeply breathing in the inert chemicals
To taste the finite bite of my inner sanctum

Apocalyptic skies shudder again
Abandoned havens cannot hide you (in time, Revelations will bleed black)
Feel the mechanical; the machine begins
The disillusionment churns, oxygen levels dissipate, blurring the lines

The air burns as acrid smoldering ash descends slow
Sanctuary flatlines as Death pulses & seethes with hot hornet's precision
Impending doom suffers the senses
Morality sustains this swell of ink

The boiling point is beyond reckoning
Moral sustainability is a laughable crux
All of these events lead me within the delirium cloud,
My senses deteriorate and implode as I process this diabolic conundrum

Acid bleaches your festering words,
Decades of soil now has come clean
Purgatory homes your silence the years have eviscerated
"All your words come out of your mouth like rotting teeth"
This exact moment of dread drains you

A sea of piano notes swarm about
  his whimsical passings
He is a Man of Tomorrow
  And so the violin hymns are his friends
He counts them one by one
  As such kindred spirits...
As a romantic loving plucks petals,
  She loves me, she loves me not...
Kicking daffodils in pastures of isolation,
  Flying kites in thunderous skies
  
And so he twirls his parasol fastidiously
  about, without a care
He wears his pea coat and sits,
  He ponders upon his pipe dreams
As the world turns, his ivory castle  
  grows higher, walls of innovation
In seclusion, he is a man of many a  
  delusion, hes the entertainer, the Actor

Evergreen thoughts has he, imaginarium
  Lands of Delirium awaits his simple  
  humanity
His vest is tidy, his eyes are a wormhole
  He sits in the space between the clouds
Asking the Man of the Moon what time  
  it is?
He laughs with loyal light, its not quite  
  that time yet my musical man!

His eyes worn, they ache for the warmth   of a handshake, Oh to entertain a kiss
A man of song, A man of sorrow
He is, and always be...a Man full of
  Tomorrows

Intoxicated eyes gaze
  back at a pale, faded grin

Queer uninvited smiles
  unseat my dull desires

Teared, sorrid orbs are
  complicit no more

Cold & unpleasant i feel ,
  my skin crawl as you...

Commune with the dead,
  1arkness's sullen countenance

Deep-seeded resentments fester
  like a wound, to rot alone
  
In debauchery! The corridor races
  endlessly, yet timeless, the momentum

Fail mires the spiritual portal,
  decades toil the body's will

The years have been cruel,
  Heaven's call gets a little lighter

Wanton, I crave the deep recesses
  of your love, o my earthbound soul

The Decades have worn
  down the spark in his irises
  his trudge has slowed this path

Suffocating on Armeggedon's call
  until the darkness closes in

Circling down the drain-
  just to recoil & burn it down
  to beeline back to the centre

Debauchery lines the landscape,
  parallel to curtailed breathing

Liberate the Doves, send light over,
  controlled thinking like the brainwashed

At night the disease slips into...
  the death machine

Tangible, it pains me to breathe anymore
  thorns to the side, gasping acid water

coccooned in this mental sanctuary
at one with my resting bliss
finally settling, body & mind stretch beyond the very fabric of Time
the curve of the colours widens
flowers breathe, honeybees survey