Weigh your marred bones
against my drained skull-
the settling was the same
yet the sun dried out past
the calcium coated misery
laid in memories.
Justice reigns a foreign king
and lightening strikes past
the forefront of my aperture.
I’m not here
Pull the cord from my eyes
and shield glory from perception.
I need no attendance
in this cradle of a mind-
this resting place of unsettled desire
and a wishful fist of hate
for the abandonment I’ve longed
close my eyes and stroke my fingers
beneath the fountain of youth,
under the storm of blood.
Pull in and craft this mind-
through the knowledge I wish to drown myself in
with the knowledge I wish I could retain
the knowledge I wish I could establish and spread.
Two red eyes piercing through
the dead of night.
Three steps away my sight gazes,
I stand in the birth of timelessness.
Four times, breathe and relieve
the deceased air from my lungs and refill.
The morning hides.
I embrace and retract my steps towards
Flake from and pull your fingers through
the empty strains of hair falling over your face.
You pull and twist away from the screen.
One moment and the lips part,
one moment and the attraction dies.
My eyes break their concentration
my thoughts subside
I fade into the ocean
and feel the blood rage inside
my veins purge their heat