A road paved to the centre,
a place I cannot get in,
where wickedness dwells,
souls are sold,
and sins sell,
proven within the arms of time,
polluting the stream of what is mine,
lost but found,
fake but given form,
a fevered dream woken from the snore of a life filled with boring ends to tired games,
we see the memories that came,
we feel the cuts as they seer the flesh,
a musical number,
the flames licking me,
what was the purpose,
who was I meant to be?
hands tell time,
woven in the spine of night,
a disastrous affliction,
totally eclipsed by prevention,
I asked the haggard witch to free me,
blinded by the light of sunset hill,
clothed in deception,
prevented my own intervention,
gave the dog a smiling frown,
layers of cake,
tensions tied down,
we saw the sun,
but lost each other in the moon,
a quiet ending,
to a forgotten…
I woke,
as you slept,
while you denied,
yet still deceived,
a path for liars,
you carved it home,
semi sufficient,
you dug it down,
polarity,
clarity,
regret not getting back,
withered carcasses attacked,
gained attention,
for the detention,
uphill filtration,
downhill retention,
fossil,
missing,
quiet motivation,
gone,
dismissal…
I saw the end,
before it came,
a picture told in words of a thousand,
given to me in sly,
through time infinity,
I sat for silent moments,
as he stood by my side,
my future self,
my haggard frame,
not much older than I today,
he came with terror,
he came with fear,
a death that grew in me,
took my flame and extinguished it out,
we haggard three,
me, myself and I,
forever misunderstood,
forever,
not I…
Last in the line,
first in the show,
a devil in a red dress,
legs that don’t go,
head held high,
pervasion down low,
a wonder to see,
blind men,
woven tree stump,
a woman naked,
masturbation,
shared to be,
hallow in the darkness,
plain sight in the sea,
olive branches above me,
dirt dug,
an hole below,
swing me to the left side,
throw me deep and down,
a burial in privacy,
a murder,
left waiting,
never found…
I asked the question,
unable to be asked,
simplified the understanding,
given to fly,
we queried,
we sinned,
proven the changes,
silenced within,
a cloud full of rainbows,
a pocket full of rain,
wisdom doesn’t come,
easy is the same,
willow the bindings sea-saw,
allowed the tears to fall,
pollution of the sickness,
a mask cannot save,
when the enemy is already inside..
proven to be red,
the succulent flesh beneath the skin,
wanted me to come on in,
it tempted me with a bouquet of flowers,
washed but not clean,
waged in the sin,
seared in the meat,
a dying star left alone,
a tomorrow not mine,
freeze the silence,
allow darkness in,
we beg for the forgiveness,
we fail to give,
see,
for I am not blind,
but my faith is empty,
and so is my mind…
A hand taken,
a moment short,
liquid dreams filled with nightmares,
you asked the tide to come in,
but never allowed it to stay,
a figment seen but not heard,
the imagination on its own,
we lied to save face,
yet yielded when we didn’t need to,
for the signs were shown,
before the a wave was given,
a pleasure the end result,
even when the sky drew near…
Wicked seas rode,
high yet low,
ashore the damnation given,
below the waters hidden,
a single martyr,
a feast to rejoice,
proclamations of a father,
when the mother is not carrying a son,
faded jingles,
we strive to see the moon,
perished with the dying,
a womb empty too soon,
a seeded disaster,
an ending lost,
we see,
you sung,
the work too long is gone..
woven flesh,
sewn up dreams,
a cut here,
a cut there,
blood everywhere,
my sweet denial,
my dying queen,
the lies we told each other,
the cries we hold dear,
purpose built betrayal,
dirt turned,
holes filled,
not sexual,
but sensual,
you foretold me,
I broke you,
blind,
but we see…
A frozen winter,
waves within the sea,
last rites given,
a widow behind me,
a broken heart cut in two,
as the devil asked of me,
a bet,
a payment,
a deal wagered in the wisdom of tomorrow,
resistant was not my game,
he severed the connection,
remade my shape,
flesh roasted on the skin of another,
showered in sleep,
I was awake,
yet no name was given,
I took the wager,
even though I was wrong,
open,
look,
suffocate the end,
and hope it was,
or not…
As the sun sets,
and the stars rise,
I see a difference in your eyes,
an emptiness I cannot deny,
and then I stop,
a look again,
and see the image of another me,
standing before me,
being me for me,
while I am nothing,
I am a tree,
a plastic something,
setting,
while the sun draws a new day,
and I am no more,
for I have gone away…
Broken,
but not stained,
the hardened manhood,
flaccid days are gone,
wooden structures,
built against the grain,
a goat,
a deer,
my seaman smeared across your face,
die in the digestion,
of a place not named,
perform my ritual,
swallow not spit,
regret,
forget,
forgotten,
a name lost,
but carved in my chest…
A single task given a new world mask,
hidden in sight,
plain and free,
poser with a chip to focus,
lies upon the system of a uniformed silence,
I asked to give it,
yet never received it,
purpose driven,
without a hope,
we paved the way,
while the path was lost,
a cracked egg shell shows it,
yet it was the blood,
not the loss…
The dawn gave me eyes that life had failed to see,
a wisdom of nothingness,
a sea of thankless tries,
I asked,
but yet yearned to know,
purposed for the heartless,
while the open door of willingness was shut,
haggard whore,
sinister bore,
I questioned to last,
without seeing the first,
rot,
rotten,
letters added,
victory not mine,
undead,
yet living,
a mirror not yours…
Dying to die,
living to live,
I asked the question of those around me,
but their hand stayed,
their hate no reprieve,
my emptiness suffocating me,
my release not mine to give,
I cant escape the walls of living,
for the world makes it not so,
yet the flesh that houses my spirit,
weak and slow,
could empty out my essance
and start again,
like a wind,
like a seed,
a forgiveness to others,
I just want to be free..
sail down to the city,
where my name is none,
see the lights,
bleed the devils son,
a hunt impossible,
a sea of cum,
worshipping whores of sexual flavours,
a system,
a sum,
polarising insanity,
incessant lies given life,
names told,
cries held,
sinners of a different cult,
brothers,
sisters,
mothers and sons,
purpose driven clarity,
my organs restless,
their life now gone,
a spill of prosperity,
a blade,
my blood,
done…
I lost the thought,
to know the name,
of my reflective self,
an image of me,
his face all twisted,
his eyes empty,
a blissful existence,
of someone not me,
a hidden self,
only I could see,
answers lost in the insanity,
of forever spoken,
the mirror broken,
but whole to me,
for it was all I could see,
fragile is the hand,
of the killer inside me..
A sparrow,
it was I think,
the devils bird,
lost in ink,
we scoured through,
we searched the night.
we wish,
the wish,
not of the light,
I wanted more,
but it had less to give,
a burden life was,
my gift,
was its release…
Place the name,
sign the date,
a promise promoted,
a time without place,
see the system,
flip the toy,
open the door,
give the shape definition,
a chance to be,
all you can do,
is give the wisdom,
share the beat of tomorrow,
let it play out,
sing the song,
west of north,
quit the focus,
there is no trying,
not without defeat,
last time,
this time,
rest up,
as the sun goes down,
and the dirt nap you’ve been waiting for,
will finally take you in…