the egg that suddenly cracks,
are the hands that shake
or the ceiling that will flake
and the bone in the break,
train lost off the tracks
relapse of the flash-backs,
soft flesh of t-bone steak,
the summer heat of ice-cream softening,
melts as quickly, internal suffering,
a gush of blood to the side of the neck,
down on his knees with hands gushing red.
you could fry an egg upon his head,
hot is the conscious of his dread,
easy are all the words that were read,
bible says, a sociopath to bleed
If you can't see pain of victims.
I dance to the method death decides,
I don't like my flesh cooked overly dried,
I love it ****** of heart and emotions tally
angel sings, dispersing sorrow and unholy
the trouble shall breed and the fire flames,
unbelievable are the lies of the guilty,
there is a truth to every crime to blame,
wild is the wind and ferocious are the seas
tantalizing is a breeze from undying trees......
If seasons can change then so can we.
