You words bleed, the die was caste, a chromosomal change, my only response
My pesky blue night catharsis
of the
The petulant blue note realization
of a heart constructed
by a yet unknown pestilence

an omnipresent truth emerges
You engineered me to want to *******

The gaslight quaintness of your butterflies,
The moonlight sleepless reminders
The disinfectant of light,

You knew that darkness
Provides the sweetest of comfort,
as hearts were stilled at the talk of God
and the love of a prophet

The orchestral moments of our solace. A demographic dagger at the  chest our romances cadaver

A Brave New World::: A Coward Till the End