extinguished

unresponsive, darting eyes are bullets

offshoot from the road distant from the path

hurtin' by the lack of limp; pigment on the target#

~nightmares the creature feels aproaching the call~

at long last the method to the madness

afinity interlinked

minus the ruptured muscles, broken bones

do souls dance above or beneath the oceans?

are they full of love or is it rapture they crave

does breathing erupte all delusion

are we on a timer exorbitant in weight

for heavy are the words kept at a carefully minimum

it is at odds gold and promises that anchor good, dignant men

to the chambers of corruption

awaiting another

a mirage best believed quietly

that time mends carefully beneath it all

in truth dirty oily fingers plague my water at a stir

blood drips where teeth, lips and tongue should dance and meet

my thirst shall not know remedy

nor be extinguished

bones are not cages:

they protect, they hold you tight and they break

swallowing keys and blades cannot fulfil any depth

they only ensure theres less of you to reach out for

answers that are not prayers

infusions that diffuse illusions that hurt the most

do you think the Devil knows?

beyond what particles and the fabric matter

step by word by choice working out viper from the trees

does he know any better by now?

the creases in my face hold emotion and age poorly spent

floating, bouncing off wants and tells now turned echoes

an unwilling participant in a joint race

I chance a recognition of hair, skin and chipped tooth adrift

have we taken a wrong turn or is it too soon to panic? to fallout or blackout?

I dont know what I want alas

I want to want something that will not bring me down.