Nowhere is now here, desolation; within
my adulterated honesty you took from me
that which you did not believe I still owned
in your break-neck speed habitually
freed into earthly delight in
the last shades of dim light
wild with sin, hiding a sparse
vapid wilderness within.
You firmly handle my grip
as milky droplets of ineptitude
drip.
Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 8:50 PM UTC
Nowhere is now here, desolation; within
my adulterated honesty you took from me
that which you did not believe I still owned
in your break-neck speed habitually
freed into earthly delight in
the last shades of dim light
wild with sin, hiding a sparse
vapid wilderness within.
You firmly handle my grip
as milky droplets of ineptitude
drip.
