where have my eyelids gone?

aDarkerMind



where have my eyelids gone?

where flows the circuit of my shoots?

thirty lashes more as pours the snowflakes of my dark.

what now this vision of a blurred potato skin

dressing the salad of my torso?

I am a muskateer up a polkadot tree

as the anger of my disguise

feeds me a morning of circus noise

through the gateway to my eyes'

circling the crops of my boards

as my limpling flesh bags a seaside view;

my escorts spoon

tempting both corners of my mouth.

she was once a red salt moon.with scars

she was once of many things

that cushioned the flowers of my rain.

now my village sleeps one hour more each day.

a carniverous kiss now occupies my dreams

stale meat greets each turning of my spine

as burns a love I can no longer feel or share;

promise this when I reach my resting place

you will drink the waters of my heart

sing with the chorus of the red rose in your summer dress

as I love you from the comfort of my grave;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2021 03:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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