DISSOLVED PAST - OR TEA INSTEAD

Angel guessed time was free to rent
chained to yesterdays cement
crude did no favours
fleshed in rouge 
against a frilly black night
still they screamed at morbid
dancing him out of sight

i came upon this in fable
spanking lights tormented decision
triple xxx shaves the masters head
too stay would be the fault i crave
but i raise my sighted curse
parting gravesides invented word

the tiny disolving world
spirals its colour across pink craggy tongue
causing buried poetry to burrow far below
loud old cast iron creaking door knockers
bellow invatations
chances to revenge
large stone slabs form into armies

living within a sacred skin
crawling drooling 
covered in scarf -pledged in deed
mechanical limbs kiss and drag
sunlit pleasures
mingle with spilt brandy
pasted memory ,back ups and glimpses

another small chemical trust
collapses across crucified features
falling back into clouded space
smiling into lost mirrors
aged aged aged