The shape of a cadaveric moon rises
amidst clouds… frozen!
A tree unrests in ruins of torment
and doom… broken!
The religious cathedral of its sweet
fruit’s pleasure scorches the veins of muses… eaten!
Worms hang haunting by the bitten
skin of the ancient branches… shaken!
The petals are laid in a sarcophagus
of forgotten time… fallen!
The canvas of leafs are dead rotten,
melted in dyes of feverish rains… golden!
An owl’s ghost howls at the
corrosive gray river of ash dreams… listen!
The roots of the colossus devour the
crawling shape of a muddy earth… sicken!
Rotten green skulls are fiery
fossils kissed by wild lips of hunger’s candles… unseen!
The hell of the rose’s family, ruled
by hands of turquoise tulips, awaits him… taken!
Its seeds rebel and bring forth the
anarchy of resurrection in sun’s hands… chosen!
They peel the barren breasts of
future’s ambrosia with a new dawn’s miasma breath… risen!
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