News report on the finally intolerable

Pages marred in a toxic soluction
Above the cause, raise a fool's request
Away with the blues, purge the taste
Too close to the entrapement of your lips
Livid state, mud for a bed, I'll drink to that

Your silence is mesmerizing, self-sabotage
a mere coincidence.
Cheeky on the verge of imminent, so I swore
Store the jerks, compulsive weeps, audible,
another engraved tombstone
Reckoning to those that survived
the melancholic violence, are you listening?
On the recourse of my darkest hour,
a plague was denied.

Corse stench, hair turned flat,
tame in otherwise planitude, turned on
My cavity walls tremble, heart gone quiet
ringtone deafness summons the report.
Abort.

Thus fire cleansed thy half parted heart
Thus wicked politeness bred virulent fear
Thus inventive ways of skillful
Transgressions dodge reality.
Let it be enough.

Set this world ablaze, alight the motives, engage.
Spin the wheel, unto which the mule's broken back
Not a farse, not a deflected trickery of thy eye
For my sleeve is a scarred skin weld, peeled naked
A banner for days past, a shallow thine, token
Token indeed, whilst compare the gargantuan expression
of loveable indifference barren and thrown our way
Today and beyond the curtains of transaction licenced violence
Comically generated for sole entertainment, a distraction
Born from jealousy, nothing left to see.
To rattle the brain and shush the flies, buzz buzz
Buzz that alarm, it haunts my reposte
For I am an animal and thus I breath to feel
Thus fire cooks my insecurities, kills my enemies.
Rollercoster led by the coward, I feel stupid
Though my legs are jelly and my belly poison
The taste of modified emotion turns wrong
I hate the celebrations, can't swallow the thought.

The adult in the closet.

It started as a joke, of sorts
Of course it was never meant
To last, to vanquish in due time

Akin a blur
Foggy dreamy eyes
Serenate in a winter hill
Enchanted by snow
Resting in the muse's back

Alas, the magic forest was vast
Greater the distance, the will
Colapse in stain dreamer
Your body is ours to devour
Such is the road we upkeep
Forgotten the trickery
Forgiven the reason to start

And what of the door that lead
Beaming, a beacon to the Past
Unruly pitfalls, paramount call
Trapped in the closet
Never to be worn, never meant
To last, to fate the conquest
And the poor another test

Paramore imaginary
Should Theseus find resolve
She too takes upon the mantle
Queen for the eons
Eloped at birthright
Fantasy is not a charity dear
This axe is sharp and that's a fact
That too will be enough.

Nowadays the screens provide
The much needed shelter
Souls reflected in a maze
Hardwired to resolve
Hard fought victory dark warrior
Know now your daughter
Escapes the clutches of the revolte
Unto the bosom of an endless vault of magic
Thus breaking the curse of the closet,
Rest in peace.

If a tree could talk, bittersweet company.

The mailman came bearing anew
I remember a flash, faltering knees
First the snow, later the frost
A desirable darker tune
Hand in wrist, counting graces

Watchers whose soul were sold
Faraway ,invictus, up Violet Hill
Where we hear love resonates
Greater things past a dark year
Whose life we recall in anger

They folded my inibition
Or did I forgot to miss a turn.
If trees could talk, sing back to me
Shelter to those mean birds
Taunting me with gracious fragility
Peacocking airways, throat grows weary
Display what you meant and stay,
odds were, you end up changing
Get better now cornered by chance

I swore to God I would wake up
By walking the path of an exile
I would find what I was missing
Yet the reason I close my eyes
Is but a painful realization I am a fool

My downfall was linked to caring little
Kindred spirits do die young, 'ya know?'
My vitals are a letdown, facing blink company
Drugs are the pump that defines it, bittersweet
Incoherent laughter, oh boy did I had my doubts
Into the next one, no swindler act
The only remedy up my sleeve is agony
That once I am no longer lost
I will still find myself in that lane
'Cos boy do I love getting cocky.

Hallmark to caution catapulted
Out with the old, make it pretty
To see, erupt in truly frightning fashion
A dome out of reach in silver barb wire
We talked about gold, jewelry for later days
Drum beat trapped behind the ear
I am always listening, festering again.

Bench those dark clouds son
Hate cannot outrun karma
Nor in zest thump a lovers nest.

A fantasy we don't talk about
And no prayer elevates the suffucation
Amounts to dust in the air
Closet virtue spares rocket adventures
To be stripped bare, off decay U ask
Lord peel my skin, consume my organs
The chariot signals the pathway inwards.

A soul that burns slowly hasn't travelled
It's symphony knows no tempo
Turn it on son, explore through blood
Exchange wrong by song, well met
By bodily lyrical decomposer
Only then will you have been taught
How to love.
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I remember the day with peak clarity
Pushed under, breath stolen
On borrowed time, about to drown
Deconstruct the fallacy son
Hold it up and you will learn how to swim
Only then will we go home again.