A Boy With Roses

Blackswan Gumdrop

Oceanward jilted babbles flow like dancing fairies upwards                                        

Little needles pierce broken hearts raining down on contorting bodies            

That unique expression like honey in a jar                                                                      

Half-smile in a sky full of thunder, I hear a distant song                                                

Calling me to the rocks and I return like a boy 

 

I return like a boy to the arms of my father, tearless                                            

Pervasive shooting stems sprout, blood glitters in my veins                                        

That little earth I filled with rhymes                                                                

Didn\'t mean to hurt you, but I\'m too refractory to say sorry                                                        

I\'ve swallowed my pride, gunshots backfired 

 

Spite saints and liars, that ticking clock ticking on time                                                

There is glory in a tiger\'s eyes, the victorious kid                                                        

Swallowing mother\'s pills, raindrop pelts, ushered into rooms                                              

Lost in candlelight, oh                                                                                                                    

Our secret club was severed but it tasted like blueberry                                                

Swallowing mother\'s pills, raindrop pelts, ushered into rooms                                              

Lost in candlelight, oh                                                                                                                          

I thought I knew you better on my sister\'s birthday                                                        

But the bruised sun I worshipped, hopeless murmurs                                                  

Dwindled into a fine, rubbery dust                                                                                      

And I didn\'t know anything but mother\'s pills again, oh                                                      

These thoughts won\'t leave my head, even when I turn away                 

Even when I hear that song and pucker, so I\'ll love them anyway                                    

This torture is the only ceasefire that I\'ve known, pacified                                              

Love in the mirror\'s chariot, the knight\'s fable                                                          

Adorned in grief, all those dreams forgotten in eternal sleep                                          

They fade, reflections we don\'t understand but we try                                                        

I feel the nectar hot on my thigh.