last time i dance inside your eyes

LAST TIME I WILL EVER DANCE IN YOUR EYES

AMBER COLORED HANDS 
PALE BLEEDING HIEROGLYPHIC SKIN
TOUCHING THE ROUND PLASTIC PERSONAL CRYPT
KNOWING THE ANSWERS WITHIN
WRITTEN ON THE DISTANT WALL
LAST NIGHTS REASONS FOR NOT TUMBLING THE LID
IN ACROBATIC DESPERATION

VIRUS INFECTION SWINGING IN THE LONELY SILENCE
CRYING GHOSTLY MOTHERS SCREAM AS THE JACKET OF MEDICAL SCIENCE
EXPLODES ACROSS THE DECORATED CARBON COPY FLOORS
RELIGIOUS ARGUMENTS DASH AROUND TRYING TO NET THE FLEETING HONOUR IN DECORATION

LEFT IN AN OCEAN DRAINED BY ALICE'S PERFECT WONDERLAND
IN VOLUME MY THOUGHTS CRUISE TO THE SELF TORMENT
CREATED IN THE TINY CORNERS THAT INHABIT THE LARGER ONES

THE LAST TIME I WILL EVER DANCE IN YOUR EYES

A PILE OF WRITTEN DEMANDS -LIKE THE UNREAD BIBLE
FALL FLOATING THROUGH THE TWILIGHT ARRIVAL 
A VIOLATING SHAKEN BONEY HAND
POINTS HIS DISTRACTION ACROSS THE IMAGINATION

STRANGE HUNG SILENCE LEVITATES 
MY WORDS ECHO AROUND THE NOOSE,
SLICING BLADES WRAP AROUND THE WILLING WRISTS
HOLY WINGS BEAT AGAINST THE SMOTHERED SOUL 

BETWEEN THE SHEETS OF NIGHT AND DAY
BETWEEN THE FALLING SKY AND RISING EARTH

I HAVE DANCED THE LAST

ACROSS THE ROOM I SEE THE GENTLE FLAKES OF TOMORROW;S  STIGMA
CRASH AGAINST ANOTHER BURNT DAY  

​​​​​​​IM AT THE BETRAYAL OF GLASS AGAIN
LIGHT IS SHIMMERING AGAINST THE FRESH URGENT RUSH
I CANNOT SEE ANYONE WALKING THE GREEN LEANING GRASS
THE NEW PVC PLASTIC WHITE DOOR IS SILENT
NO EDGAR ALLAN POE QUOTE
​​​​​​​NO POSTED HOPEFUL BREEZE