October brings me sap and dreams,
for tears are caramel on cheeks of cream.
The only sweetness to taste at night,
is the caramel sacrifice for my lover's delight.
Hardening to my heart-shaped face,
my heart's owner dwells without a trace.
Left wondering with my hardening tears,
is this love a reflection of earlier years?

A contorsion of anxiety slithers down my throat,
as I struggle to swallow the acidic memories.
A luscious kiss of endlessness
waiting in the warm, limpid sun.
Only to be lacerated by defiance.

You filthy inadequate loathsome speck of worthless rust.

Sitting there rotting away - your idiotic, incoherent task you call life.

Sipping away respect with each pitiful ounce of liquid waste.

I hold back my aggression.

I hold back my remorse.

I am sad for you,

... Because when you fall, I won't be there,

Be there to witness your progression,

Your progression toward a total downfall.

Get out of your placebo happy world and into the ring of honour.

Listen for my name.

You will hear it.

You will hear it when you hit the canvas and when it echoes throughout your casket.