Hindsight

hindsight.

precautionary means as always does.

confession came handcuffed to melancholy.

I came to see

the skank remains of fairy's in a still.

until this day

only memoirs and a painting with a clue

haunting half-unconscious 

through a Jesus blood of abstract mixed with glue;

time and horticulture

the muscles of the rose

once fed my mouth, lopsided as my groin

now coins my plant-based anger as it grows

from preordained to panic in a never ending glow

edging ever closer to the warmth of Eden's snow;

stick on stick

ramshackle house of firewood and spit

climbs taller than a moon-rise on my brain

a prehistoric wingless subterfuge;

this looking back in angst

to faces swollen 

bigoted and bare.

a naked truth

Epimetheus himself cannot repair;