Incision

Come here, where we’ve ceased into nameless shadows
Come smolder, drown in the depths of this orgasmic pain
Inhale all of our sorrow through your flowering eyes –
Like vines creeping up my skin, choking, suffocating my sanguine symmetry
Let your thorny fingers scrape ravines in me
Wounds to bleed waterfalls, that
Feed your naked scars with my lusty ink
Make your incision count
Choose your favorite damage from this graveyard of fractured hues
Puncture my skin with howling needles spitting times burning bridges –
Dangling watches over crevices of fatalism
Your shadow walking right through mine
As if yesterdays answers were tomorrows hypocrisies
You’ve got the moon dying, falling through the sun in a blistering travesty –
Two ancient beings colliding in a chaotic, heartbreaking symphony
Of lost, hopeless, gauzy dreams
That I’d wrap around you –
Your angelic face and beautiful tempestuous warrior eyes
Come lay, next to our blooming weeds
Our gardens weeping iridescent memories
Two hearts wrapped in poetic tragedy and floating ribbons of smoky regret

Before the moon fell into the cemetery –
The stars spelled out our story
Waiting for you to write it during twilights crushing, somber sufferings
But the pages never spoke the words
Indecision reaps embattled souls
Misconstrued offerings burning on the altar for the wolves to lick
Fur, saliva and blood and bone
Come suffer, here in the cavern of our porcelain existence
Bury the ruptures beneath the stones
Warm yourself dancing in the cleansing fire
Until the words weep from your fingertips –
Hemorrhage from your eyes
Evaporate from your skin
Hurl from your soul

Catch the sun before it eats itself
Curls your skin like papyrus etched with phantom doctrines
A foolish mans journey down the hall of hollow mirrors
Come sleep, beneath my lovers lashes
Eyes peeking through their forest at your damaged riddles
Longing for celestial questions
To silence the silence

To bring our shadows home