His beauty reigned
just as the crow...
My ribs do not protrude to stab you,
yet with every step on the scale...
My thoughts become;
Acid upon a window pane...
Footsteps where they should not be.
Is this, in fact, insanity...
I've twisted elements
to match the sparkle...
The raven flares a curse
in the darkness of space...
A soiled placard blows
across a nuclear wasteland...
I knew addiction
the day I struggled to log...
I.
Two women leaning their...
I'm tired and sick and my blood is on the floor...
Mountains rose high in a sky turning
purple with splashes of lilac and gold...
Phantom whispers creep along walls,
Thoughts too disturbed to please ears...