These veins are boiling So many hours this night As statuesque as a burning bulb That you picked with claws That reached my loins

I had longed to brush my feet Along this cement street As it’s echoes bounce my soul And I’m undone; console Myself these petty griefs

My mind moves on like a triple-spe… Breathing beneath the ashes and co… Trying to seek a refuge that is no… And your face is still upon my mir… But I wish it wasn’t

It was whispered through cracks in… Secret sins that should be pardone… But who pardons the worms of the g… Slithering in its own filth Sliding back and forward

Under so blood red summer rays I drown my youth in color Driving the long haul dreamt in  Hallowed mother’s cloud Furrowed in salt beds lined

Awoke to the sound of the wind whi… And steadied my footing, swirling As I chanced upon the window sill Glancing at this winter chill The fire in my heart has begun to…

In this sun-bracken figure I boun… Inside broken bell time Lighting green infancy-infested cl… Burnt of a feverish tripping spell Invading rustic dwellings I among…

These roots that sleep beneath me Have been pulled up; excommunicate… Given witness to former occupation Layed abed with warm milk Lined with honey-blest whiskey

My tide was born out of Genesis t… Through the mire that surrounds th… Where I was given a leaden-dose o… Under there evil-ridden smacks and… I was reared in the pessimistic bl…

When my stars raise the alarm I am strung under the tree My knees beside my ego And I see how christ must of... But there the blood wakes from the…

My dream was a pig-eyed fountain I festooned my innards  Upon sputtering in dress seams We spoke breaks in glances While I attempted my pettiness

I have longed to disappear From the echoing of lies Neatly tucked in pursed lips Drowned in false gaiety Sped on fancy-free ruinous mouths

In what bed does clarity sleep when the sun goes down? When modern reason has no just eff… And the beast is unleashed Is there sanctuary within the bord…

Night-wise I labor by dreaming li… Tucking folds of tears  Beneath rod-curtained bricks I’ve crippled in the dreamy skies Shadows halted at its mother

You pierced me last night  Broke me into shards That I am still cutting myself up… Spoken truly I was not prepared I guarded; as you are open