I don't look into your eyes
I escavate every amber stripe
kissing the pin wheeling crevices
a rotary ferris wheel blurring and twisting
mingling as if your eyes of auburn oil and gold
were CD-ROMs racing at light speed
breathing your heart beat with every rotation
I peer into my universe and yours
God's and the eternity in between
and my stare slips as your eyes smile with your lips
and I curl with the dimples of your eyes
the moon and the sun collapse
and paradise blooms wide
in every amber glisten of your pupil

I'll bend you a rainbow
breathe life into the moon
caress the shallow cheek of infant imps
sprites and ginger snap blossoms
all for the blessing of your creased grin
the blazoned beauty unparalleled
your figure pined for by the seas and sun
eyes danced in copper silk
I rustle hollowed amongst the shades
kindled on the embers of your smile
paling bleach I rest among the pavement
closest to the soil
all is right in a world cuddled to your elegance
all is right when the sun rises to kiss you awake
you are the glint of sunshine in this world

Laying upon the soil I breathe for the last of my kind,
residing beneath the cigarette burn deemed moon,
I know death upon my spine and shoulders,
it is in this hollow scene of counter productive heart beating,
death is six feet beneath,
as I blow out my birthday candles,
burn out the blood marks on my finger nails,
the grass holds me tight,
whispers heaven of god as I kiss death with my eyes wide open

one, two,
not dead
three, four,
not dead
five, six,
not sane
seven, eight,
not sick
nine, ten,
not well
not right
not there
nor here
ten, nine
eight, seven
maybe I'll be right
maybe I'll be rain
six, five, four
three's not here, two died in a fire
one's hanging in the corner
the death never ends,
days never cease,
it's all names and numbers and chaos the cure
maybe
maybe not
might as well
**** the hammer on my tongue
spell out my soul on every desktop screen
madness makes the man and mother births the demon
dying in slow motion we get enough time to destroy one another

Everyday's a spell bound drag,
embers scarred along scuffed knee caps,
baking the lips,
ash bitten into the tongue,
I watch infinity burn and swoon,
a scarlet star that never ceases to suicide trip along the earth's axis,
ever spinning,
always falling,
she's a super nova splendid,
accompanying my selfless self undoing,
I clamor amongst the midnight vices,
collecting stars with the outlines of my finger tips,
dancing to phantoms never dreamed,
immortality wrestled along my colar bones,
it's all a game of dying slower than decomposing

To the godless horizon,
it's splendor,
paradise along the crest of the ocean waves,
flaunting its shimmer,
to the heat,
to the blood that clots beneath my teeth and nail,
all I see are the wavelengths,
dark matter quantums in our air stream,
the atoms dance between your tongue,
electrons flashing like computer nurons,
paradise grins blood shot and doped along ******* heart beats,
God splintered along my pupils dilating,
all is tripped and colliding,
all is Cheshire,
all is Alice,
all is ask

They never should have let me out of the box,
these harnesses are coddled in rust and will never do,
I nearly have an arm free now.
Tis the bloodlust,
the ever recurring,
I cauterize so sickly raptured and recoiled,
vile animal reveling beneath fang and flesh.
Tis the beast wrought beneath this parchment bearing,
what is left of mortal means
as the morals feast upon the limbs and lungs of one another.
Ever screaming,
my memories wrench and tear,
torn in ribbons splayed from lung to tissue.
My demon slaughters the remnants packed and hid way
in corner and shadow,
ideals and sockets of life scratch and rip
across the flesh of the air as their lungs flood so violently,
doused in creamy blood liquid.
I die so sullenly,
so intrepidly,
dripped in god’s sunlight beams,
bathed in crackling spine and broken butterfly wings.
I writhe not in brain fractured grenade shrapnel,
not felted amongst iron clad bomb shards,
I lie so serenely,
stomach basking in sun beam,
I bite and suckle upon such succulent fruits of flesh,
human meat and such soft hips of lustful imps,
so untouched and littered in my most precise of bite marks.
I stake claim to the everest of fiendish hues,
chains so kin to my sins,
mind so ravaged in demonish,
all thought is mother to acts so sickly in hellish cravings,
I seek no retribution for ideals so crimped and carved through my bones.
All is relative to one’s fiendish benevolences.
I take care to ratify my most ancient of antiquities,
the very blood line that so racks this mortal sense of the human reality.
This evil is ever bearing and eternal lasting,
nor it’s will softened.
Shackles crease and crinkle
so fondly with every sickly furnished breath.