Poetry

Late night gift
this conciouss to shift
these eyes that well
and show smiles that swell

Loose blessings
tied in hairless roots
these scented noses
like poisoness shoots

Lost memories pour through
gaping holes in the wall
to small minute cravices
- a dry tear eye ball

Glorified by the fences
of these humble stinging bees
These decietful broken brooms
- eyelashes for trees

That hold up the fruit
of you, my dear
shining in confusion
it's true, I snear

Don't hold back your anger
Unleash your fire down my throat
to tell me stories of ancient gods
sail my tears with your boat

And nothing will keep you
from sailing through hell
Tell me your desires darling
Ring on my hell bound bell

And i'll fall and I'll fall
And presume you are alive
take me out of this world beautiful
save me from this dive

So I can thank you with a kiss
But it's too late
Tears to dismiss
lips too cracked
Reality yet smacked
Hopes to just break
This hollow life cake


You eat, you eat
such gluttony of sin
To take part of my soul
Just to leave it in your bin.