A crescent moon,
No,
A glowing spoon
Dipping into the wells of my mind.
Inspired ink swells;
Eternal Aphrodisiac.

Take a bite off the apple,
For the arrow peirced the skull.
Force fed trees,
Dead,
Dying in a hole.

The fire burns this morning,
Brighter than last night.
External complacency,
Is it worth the fight?

Yes,

Because as Carpe Diem,
My creed of me,
Means I can't stop,
Until the bow string snaps again,
And my heart bleeds.

Carpe Diem