Empty
Narcotic desires
The voices in my head are dizzy
with the sounds of echoes.
Culminating into fleshless beasts
zombies with no desire
only to
kill kill kill.
Hard rock
the granite rock I cannot etch
the blood boil over
over into maddening desire
I cannot work
cannot, weather
words all create
Red sky in the night
Pour Rain
rain to wash away Bring me away with you
into the Sewers where I belong
In the depths of hell.
Mulsh My brain full of nonsense
the pain and suffering the tongues of hell
burn me from inside.
Creatures birth from my soul
Daemons
Pregnant woman feeding them
devour them into a complex desire
breast feeding the shards of glass.
I break from convention
Refuse to accept and run into ruin
the place of new beginning
to enter, bacon eggs ham
The early morning nutrition
is not required
rather them the judges stand
firm. The jury mocks
and rings out:
Guilty Guilty
murderous fiend.
Love is the cause, it is the cause it is the cause !
November the time of desire
kill me now and take me away into the wintery furnace
the wicked wicked pain that I will change to Passion
the suicide note left behind.
Hanging hanging in mid air
refusing to return
the balloons in my hair
pulling me up. Like gas
leaking into the neighbours floor
melt their house
tear it down
and I no more. pain and sorrow Hate
is all i can muster
Wrapped under the red cloth
they bong out my name
and ring the church bells
offerings laid at my feet.
Like a god
unable to manipulate desires
irrational thought
mess of mind
NO MORE OF I.
serpents round my legs coil
suffocate my soul
formed in red
painted stake in the demons heart.
give it up
there is no chance of more any more
lacking lacking in the capacity
loathe me
I will cry a thousand tears
till my eyes are worn out and
my face melted
like the wax dripping off.
Silence plays the noise of sulfurous
vapors eating into my flesh
breathing it all in
and the narcotic smell
heroin to me
the drug that keeps me
alive in the cool dew of morning. The ash of the eruption mask my misshapen mess
forming a mould.
And you come
yes the witch, cold and yet so steady
poking and prodding this ash, this grotesque monster.
eating it, licking it
the coal on your tongue
muddy and coarse
coating the hurt
repress the gate. cover all like pompeii
Floods covet the land and sucks it in
the waters wash over
tides reside and blood makes the man rise
the liquid veins filled with salt.
heavy hands,cannot type the misunderstood words
salvage the jew, the black, the gypsy
and it comes
it runs
After, avoiding and beaming
in the mad
mad leafy morn. and i stand
on the stool.
praying my last breath
will be swift and cool
the pain turned to passion
the cutting takes me only one last waft of air.
and i spin
spin in the dizzy room
blank walls
blood all about, the surgical house
wars and tors and hill and mountain
peaks in my blood
and I am floating
floating
my eyes dried out
my tongue dry, the palate a black mess
and the stool
rests on the floor, the bed the bed the covers pull them over the child.
love hear me
i no longer speak, whisper
mesh and wires entangled
a bear entrapped
only desire
the rebirth of deathly hearings
my guilty name
a sentence forever made. Halt and let me fly into
the fury
the pain and looping torture
take take take my desire take loaf
eat me from within
this writhering soul
curled up
a cacoon hear me
Lover the red
scarlet scared kiss. soft and tender biting and poisonous
and i flounder and
it reaches my
middle and kills kills kills
no antidote
take flakes of snow
the tender soul
flow away... river styx
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