the heart is divinely dull,
so angels sing and we begin to fall--
down, down into nothing for

waiting within love's red door,
is hell's hot floor;
forever burning bright it glares--

into the eyes of those consumed by flare,
and however sad it may be,
the singing angels do not pity thee,

so burn and burn into a black char,
consume yourself with the fires of the heart,
as the ******* does so happily,

for heaven is only a balcony--
cold without sting or pain,
you dance in hell refusing to be tamed.

my head is attached by a sliver-string--
swinging, like the tires in spring,
it scrapes the floor beneath heaven harshly--
leaving bruises and marks drawn darkly,
and like Dumpty, the doctors tried to cling
head to body, but it never wished to be a whole thing,
so it dangles below knee ever so tiredly--
collecting scars as if lying beside a howling harpy;
inside me, i can feel the dirt begin to sing,
somber melodies of an ancient and rotting king;
he stands beneath me seeking a heart-beat--
whispering of dreams now sunken and obsolete

for now he wears worms for rings,
and I'm forever cursed with this sliver-string.

an ancient moon collides with shadows on the yonder;
wander the forbidden forge, soon stars will blunder,
the All, scourged with lore from daemons ashore--
it breaks and roars as we dance forevermore;
free your core from the chains wrapped around the golden door,
see sand drift and shake becoming nothing for
man has left his kingdom and begun to soar,
and Malkuth was always such a boring chore--
consumed by things that ought to be deplored;
watch as i cut my mortal cord!

plentiful fish in the ocean, i exist
so brutal in your existence-
congregating and swimming to survive
to be alone is to die,
a stranger is a threatening hook in sunken eyes,
but your reflection glows beautifully and right
you respect the sharks that rip on instinct-
then cackle at the coral torn and sundered,
while mating like no other
pumping out sister and brother,
mirrors and doppelgangers-
swimming, congregating, *******,
until the great God hook takes you-
squirming, you suffocate and cry
the coral watching you suffer and dry.

sitting steadily beneath the land,
lies a plain rock like socks or sand,
forming and morphing so beautifully,
holding a treasure so crucially

for only if they knew how much you were worth,
how quickly you'd be unearthed.

i wish you'd stay
but it's the end of the road
and all things go back this way
so farewell i bode

a lone flower
amid the plentiful, green grass
your petals brighter than the sun you bask in
the wind guides your hand in a beautiful dance,
and i just wish to hold you
but to disturb you would be a crime
so i'll just watch from afar
as you captivate everyone around you,
as you dance amid the plentiful, green grass

black mountains above the golden sand,
in this dream i'll seek your hand,
indifferent to the laws of time,
i'll walk forever beneath its shine,
seeking the memories that were once mine.

for my heart has a delicate brand,
one that i cannot stand,
so i'll look for the cure in rhyme,
until they play my pretty chimes
in the land of golden clime.