Bring Death To My Chandelier

bring death to my chandelier

let her bark between the trees

let her rest between the pillars of apricot sleeves

as sings the pregnant daffodil

within the confines of smouldering soot;

let burn the idleness of floating log

where springs the surprise of her fathomless fin

where barks the eyes of the knees

where stalks the tongue from the socket of the grave

and with it the burrowing birch;

in cages where flour meets steel

King of eye. Prince upon the meadows of the mass

love only as lovers upon branches of the Meadowlarks wing

sing within the skin of sudden embrace

within the confines of lusts sudden rage;

pillage through heartless debris

shield of gold. sword of swollen fruit

as armour upon the shoulders of entrusted relief

dithers with the liver of unaccompanied glass

where glistens the insufferable mood of foot fetish charm;

grasp of the storm. fist of the fingerless fog

look beyond the storm; beyond the evergreen of remanded sex

ghoul of repent. shoal of semen and breast

swim with the love of rats piss and replenished despair

was it you or I who loved each other least?