The Harlequin of darkness

I am the soft terminator ,

the smart   survivor ...

I feel a cold compassion  for  your

unfathomable  solitude .

Your souls are acid drops of  requiem

ending  with a lethal rainmaking  ritual.

The musicality  of your despair ,

is the flesh of my inspiration...

I read the colors of your   creed  ,

the one who know  your  knots of craziness,

   I am the   Harlequin of darkness...

The karma machina  cuts souls

into strips of  cyanotic tears  on the moon...

Comtemplate the great comic void 

of  your  passions toxic  dust  .

 I am the enigma that  injects venom  ,

palid mask versus the dissociated mirror .

 There's  no  death  before this life .

  You're just held on a leash  at the tip

 of a steel sex  that spits eternity...