nietzsche

peachtree.

put me on a pedestal
dragged me into your arms
sat through the cinema
to catch the chorus in your eyes
longed for the valley
and the swamps in your heart
found a secret down in georgia
and fit the key into your lock.

swordsmiths knocking clear
the ringing never stops
another boy drowned in earth
the brambles claim his soul
mortuary kisses stolen
the leaves fall like snow.

wolf-beat crackling
tiny sparrows fluttering
nothing bleeding now.
skin-streets stretching
piano bones rattling
the skies brighten for you.
close your fingers in mine
soften the violence for tonight
mark my words in sevens
lick the china dry
close all the shutters
tremble inside these violins
horse hair rugs and animal sacks
these cheeks rose for you
my thorns torn for this moment.

undo the buttons
don't try to hide
a sigh of amber and thyme
doors swollen with all these tears
worth the length of london
just to fight the sickness deep within
no longer barred label
so much love for the loss
now the sun rises inside these little lungs.

shadow-drowned in orchid time
calming cold fits within
paint finds the concrete stairs
highland-lost in spinning circles
leaving breath becomes animus
the moon sings for you.
can you take me home
under the spiderwebs
the beetles operate fashionably
stairs creaking to our sighs
theres a storm enchanting the basement
all i need is your blood to warm
getting the insects fierce approval
this song is for you.

calendars piling up
too many years chasing corpses
the door flash bombed
stepped into your glowing realm
and stopped waiting for that other shoe
this palm and this heart
fear no longer rattles this aviary.

birdsong.
come home.
skelebug
clean up.
lambskirt
stay true.
blackdawn
love me.

always.