I wish my unborn child the melody
of an autumn birth cerebrally sung
for autumn is a blood bath
a maroon pool of sylvan lung

an epitaph to summer's saturnalia
the season starts by grieving
the languid lechery and opiates
that caused our rapid rebukes to reasoning

in fear of fading frivolity 
we flare violent vermillion
our final frantic firework falls against the setting sun
revealing the silhouettes of our wooded skeleton

and although the fleeting, flattering emerald leaves
are the food of summer fun
It's our roots and branches that endure
the lonesome wintertide numb

fall is a reminder
my birthday gift to you
that since no animal is evergreen
find what deciduous existence means to you

so please lose yourself in summer my son
don't let those moist nights waste
but when the autumn comes my love
ensure your trunk remains

you have been the keys to my shackles
and the guard at the gate

the wind in my sails
and the storm testing fate

you're the water in my lungs
but the flavour in my food

I must learn to accept you, since I am you
I am my fiercely fluctuating mood

rotting away, limb by limb
"how come you never talk?"
no one's listening
"but you're liked and loved"
and still I feel so alone
a kingdom to myself
isn't a place to call home
the trees are mad
ripping apart their hair
lifelessly laying, a shortage of air
the birds are glaring ominously
at me, a biased perception or reality?
animals are limping, moaning for love
while cupid's head dangles inside of my tub
I'll show you my hands, indeed they are red
guilty I'm not, only sick in the head

I fell out of love after one short ****
smears of crimson lust
exhaled across a bed panel of muted ebony
crumbled to cinders under the mechanical mantra
of *** for the sake of ***
a clinical coreography

don't you need
the fire when we ****
the chaos and urgency
of lawless wildfire smoldering the insipid
of howling fire trucks plunging down the purple etchings carved by our nails along the seams of our skin
i do
I subsist on the intensity of our denouements
our breathless deliriums
that we choked tonight with spent minds

you told me you were a rose so
bleed
bleed scarlet
bleed scarlet lechery
and repaint our carnal canvass red