The shivers of mists enshroud the
pale cadaveric sky.
The sun goes down in bleeding rays as
stars begin to stab him dry.
Tears of deep fill with hunger and
bite from eye mouths…
The censored memories of barren
dreams exposed vivid in anarchy of lust’s doom.
Tulip’s petals that echo of
forgotten ruin and blissful decay:
Turquoise ash is mourned corrosive
by the frozen wings of resurrection;
Torment of ghastly lips blinds fetid
in an epitaph of veins;
Thorns crawl and splinter the roots
then hang from the blazing shadows;
Tenebrous sands pierce the heart peeling
wit time’s tongue…
Tantalizing haunt was stained by the
mystic and vanished in chaotic abyss.
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