So Much the Fallin’

Explore the nightmare—a garden wisdom. So much the fallin’—

A rising vision. Enchant—my heart’s desire: a fractured dam.

So much the fallin’—bulbous eyes—a sullen gaze. My

Smitten culture—a mother’s country. Thus, nighted affliction,

A love lost—a storm. And she prays, my soul—to comfort

Grief. Explore the nightmare—a garden wisdom. Such thorn

Affliction—to perish invisibility. But I tried to see—so young—

My naivety. Expose such passion: re-channel affliction; for

Bleakest day, a diamond rising. Such attic torture, to grip a

Phantom; and such brilliant light, to ponder beauty. Explore

Reality, my naked soul. Such is crafted splendor—an exploit.

And she cries the madness—a repeated flaw. Imagine such

Death—: to love such affliction. So much the fallin’— a

Rising vision; and much the heart, a punctured vein.