lulled into a false sense
of pure and final release
i let my resentment assemble silently
under a sea of single malt whiskey
and layers of unfinished poetry soaked
ink bleeding blackened tar
to suffocate the forgotten and blind my hands
to the universe hidden in your worm hole.

sand crusted eyes
blinking wildly to **** and clean
shake the dust
bleach the dirt
wash and preen.
my long lost darling
i wonder what evil is lurking
round the razor sharp corners
of the looping maze that's
spinning from my center manically.
maybe if i burry pandora's box
she will no longer haunt my heart
or whisper in my ear
when i lie with lovers in the dark.

the accidental spark of anger
burning at the mention of your name
sets wildfires raging over woods and sea
massacring entire ecosystems in flame.
the only way out is to call a flood, but -
i've drowned myself too many times to keep this up.