Revolte
05-06-2010, 06:08 AM
Candle light shines folk art lullabies
on what once was a tree that's now for me
to hide my clothes.
A majestic wolf and his lover sprint
to corner's of memoirs of my past,
my historical prose.
Little light bulb at the bottom right climbs
his way up to preach to me mistakes
unconsciously proposed.
The nicotine goddess ( so beautifully dire )
screams to me to proceed in sucking her dry
of suicide's gold.
So I brake.
Now - lost from poet's perversion -
I can't seem to continue those horrible rhymes
glued with unset meter.
Determined descriptions of my late night life
sink deeper in unsettled seas of demise
with currents of faulty demeanor.
on what once was a tree that's now for me
to hide my clothes.
A majestic wolf and his lover sprint
to corner's of memoirs of my past,
my historical prose.
Little light bulb at the bottom right climbs
his way up to preach to me mistakes
unconsciously proposed.
The nicotine goddess ( so beautifully dire )
screams to me to proceed in sucking her dry
of suicide's gold.
So I brake.
Now - lost from poet's perversion -
I can't seem to continue those horrible rhymes
glued with unset meter.
Determined descriptions of my late night life
sink deeper in unsettled seas of demise
with currents of faulty demeanor.