caught in the eye of the beholder
watching the ashes of this beauty smolder
i walk
pinkies entwined
with the monster ive become
we share laughs and we share sun
that torches our exterior
kneeling dead in the churches interior
fateful collapse
gluttonous relapse
paranoid diatribes
lost in the stomach of Old Ironside
that pumps air into the funnel of tumultuous suffocation
apologies accepted
alongside the markings of this
scarification
so many different ways to experience the regret
on broken knees
or with the heathen desperation of blood let
you claim to have beat me at my own game
but i have truly won the battle
by keeping you in constant pain
and my visions have showed me
we shall meet yet again in the hallowed halls of
justice reign
eyeballs connected
feeling's reflected
in the blade of age consumed
you should have left me alone
alone in my room
step up to the polished dessert tray
choose your delicacy
but choose it today
for tomorrow is marked by uncertainty in the wind
and the unforgiving placement of lopsided grins
dripping drool down into the orchestral pit
warping the violins and flooding the drum kit
turning timpani hits into underwater mortars
and trapping the artists in there concealed quarters
where they scurry about and fritter so
believe these words
for they are words of woe
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