tonight,my eyes are voodoo puppets
rolling inside a dimming
skull
my glassy sense has failed me
and now my only lens
is my soul
what a drag!
what a stab!
what a loss!
my body has become a mirror
that reflects through distorted aches
all those ghosts
"sleeping" rhymes with "dread"
and nights come dressed
in shivers
these words pushed into my hands-
oh,what rabid ants!
what a punishment!
tears refuse to rain,though my heart
is an overflowing well in the middle
of a hurried scenery
I can't think with my body
because that would mean poisoning
the bud within
"resentment" is my middle name
and I can't undo what has been
mentally sealed
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