Impending doom reeks
Of a stench I cannot erase
Enswathed in condensed
Dithery smog
A chasm sighs open
As vast as the blue
In which I submit
To the pull of the tide
Without sound
Fade into ether
Exhale

Fathomless sentiment
Lingers in the trenches
Of a vacuous chest cavity
Devouring what remains
This freezing flame
Beneath skin,
Seething mercury
The wordless ache
Contained in the belly's pit.

A tomorrow draped in murk
Domiciled in the moons shadow,
Recoiled
I'll betray my chemistry
To quell the the ache
Congealed at my feet
off the path of reason
These winds casting me
Adrift
To rest my bones
On fleeting conscious

The phantasma of bliss
Trails my blood
Lulling the deafening
Sounds of calamity's foreboding
This spent gift of reprieve
Acidic destruction brewing
In the tip of fingers
Break to bloom
The lingering everblack
Subduing daybreak
Recoiled in nevermore
Biting my tongue
Holding tales of anguish
Beneath my tenuous breath

Aurora's resplendence aloft
Setting irises aglow
Ashen hazel
Erupting into stardust
Mirror of the soul drenched
In tenderness
Capturing the essence of perfection
Eyes like Jerusalem
Sublime in your bones
You bleed halcyon
Suffusing the bare with pigment

Transfixed in your delicate gaze
Fading in the kaleidoscope
Of your halo, anchored
A conduit replaying an echo
Of transient inhaled solace
A rapturous smile
Breaths life into corrupted lungs
Filling the darkest of dwellings
As though to lasso the moon
To present it at my feet

You leave shards of your halo
Hovering over my very essence
Dispossesing rational
Sowing the root of need
Your soil in my fingernails
Nurturing
A plant hungering for effloresce
To pry from your ungenerous fists
These half hearted declarations
Laced with fiction
Spewed
From your mildewed heart
Bruising disposition
In absence of rue
Yet to descend
From where which holds it captive

You leave shards of being
Catacombed within
My vacuous heart
Rebellious desire
Betraying intention
To Spiral in your opaque

Conjure up prismatic realities
To pacify
The Unscratchable itch
Of want
With words doused in artifice
Fervour in the palm of hands
Brimming in fingertips
Lay awaste

The horizon gleams
With the sight of burgeoning despair
The halt of calm
Reason devouring the
The ephemeral mist of utopia
Razors edge has always cradled
And contained
The incorrigible dreamer

Saudade knocks on your door
Whispering September's forgotten promise
A spring that blooms
Palpable authenticity.

Passion in my paint
Faded like exhaled breath
On a cold winter’s day
My words stripped
Of their grandeur
In the avalanche of phantom bliss

Disquieting quietude drenches the aftermath
I need this dirge
To spread through like a contagion
Corroding the chimaera of merriment
Primordial saudade
Defiling the canvas with
Blood shot ink
Once more.