abyssia

dead are the lovers
they once drew near
a bond, two souls
to dance
dead they are
yet they drink
that eternal font
of misery
of hunger
of lust
of emptiness
they seek so much
a little hope
goes a long way
better it be ended quick
than left to this fate
to sip slowly
and to ebb
to drink of each other
only to watch the other
grow ever weaker
ever more feeble
of wits
of body
of spirit
this is death
in the making
the long death
you can watch for a nickel
they will dance like this
eternally compelled
to die
so helplessly
so hopelessly
in each other's arms
would they want it any other way?


~~~~~~~~~~~
later...

words in my mind
they're not being kind
it's like they left me behind
to wonder what they are
and tear at my face
searching
there must be meaning
mustnt there?
i mean, this isn't really
no....
not one giant....
cosmic joke?
am i the punch line?
are you?
where are those
damnable words?
the ones i can't find
maybe if i hit rewind
perhaps i've been blind
to the inanity
of this existence
of this world
of you and me and the
the stink of it all
the pale reflections of hope
the fucking grasping
tin cups in
times square
anywhere
shove 'em up your behind
i want my coffin silk-lined
don't even think to remind
me of the days when
when i used to
dream

let me out!!! please.


~~~~~~~~~~~
later still...

friend
indistinguishable
light the cake
coon's chicken
heh
careful of that rake
like a cartoon
but with blood
yum
i confuse green
with orange
frequently
polka dots rot
the minds of
of someone...
i'm sure!
can't no good come
of polka dots!
sting me with
stripes
and kites
and kittens
and nambla
ew!
chickity choo
i wouldn't judge
if i were you
don't blush
it gives you away
stray dog
come to stay
i welcome the lost
maybe together
we'll be found!


~~~~~~~~~~~
and finally...

it's all crap!