Vert

Abnegation

Vert


a grayish torch turns the way
to you and your ways
and I pull my hand through clouds
pull the moister down on me
down on you
tears of ice and snow
I'm buried by your storm

fill the cup with blood and wine
over me it is pored this time
return to fogging windows
gapes a hole deep in the road
elegant bastards run the roof tops
town falls, fire burns the walls

a fat head lies in the gutter
below me rises worms laughter
open wounds bleeds your tongue
ultra-violet rays from the sun
turn you down to mud again

winters snows come
hills appear between you and me
atop the sky I'm torn down by you
time to go away

one torn in two
numbers off the board
call the souls of war
enough strength to fall away

widdowes learning fright
willows burning in the night
arrows carved into me
soul food for the hounds

abnegation ran from here
narrow is the road
decrements to a path of prayers

leave my bloody body
eternally here for deaths hands
around the fire you're running 'round
violent love makes no sound
ever more burning away

what has been is no more
heaven opens again to me
accompanist comes forth
tape worm burrows out
illusions disappearing
sight is once more mine

abacus on two
leaving me without you
octopus wraps tentacles 'round me
nevermore to turn around without finding that
electric hearts light the sky away