I feel a tyrant when I veil the fire And hail the silence just to rail behind it Like toltec vices it's so laconic when I sulk in vomit under totem pylons
By ShamefulRemains4 years ago in Poets
I breathe twilight sighs and fireflies They sing mutters like the other side My wonders like the flutter by ideas of "whats a plummet like?"
I sit and ruminate waiting for my skin to effervesce And overflow with ornaments to deify reductive hues Stricken by exsanguination lately I've become an epiphyte mess
Her flesh is doing pirouettes Varnishing the cerebrum While relishing the eaves She is the humming of those elegant wings