hes a bone fetcher
in black leather
with a better vendetta

to rip your netherworld
to split your feathered murals
to leave you striped, cold and curled

watching you unfurl
as you beautifully twirl
into the abyss

by that in which you enlist
by that which is not

dismissed

by the soft kiss
from the whispering lips
of the ventriloquist

never to commit
to the ****
never to admit
to the thrill

the anti
of human will

the hand
that crush and ****

the vigilante
the potion in a pill

the loyal fan
the scope glare from the hill

Everything and nothing
in one inverted exhale