Poem -

MY SWEETEST JOY

Virtues sister holds the severed hand in its sliced departure
cloaked in cavern's desperate admiration
 blood reigns crying in  fated domains
 car crash in my unwanted survival
Gods dishing up some tasty just desserts
but everyones keeping mine till its cold and fine

Angels counting small white and peach colour feathers
with Devils fingers
across the grave that eludes my ambition
people hurry to sail the next plastic design
laid under the mountain in a casket made in stone
tragic tantrums spill out into silent nights
choirs cutting the tongue on sharply bitten hymns

whos guarding the place i need to dwell
little hounds breeding pet germs
feasted inside on missions insane
im the church which door was left open
then you stumbled in
knife in talon
struck at my vanished heart
leaving me in stabbed indecision

left on a snow blinking bank
under crimson drops of missing rain
i wish too leave again
that moment shared on a gallows bold
taught me lifes no mystery
but i would gladly drink whiskey off that milky thigh
 dust and cracking bone tells me your lie
i am in the deepest footprint
i am left behind
echos chain in fade

 

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