Sunday, May 28, 2017

Unto this flame...

Percolating bodily orifices
striving to bring me down
into this frightening pit
flaming underground,
The sky might seem to sunny
as to stifle my arrogant need
what I'd give to see the sunlight
off this dark and dismal steed,
It draws me in the morning
and fills the afternoon
prolonging this evident torture
of a deathless, surreal, cartoon;
I am not the only sinner
to never deny my need
but could you please forgive me
so I may continue my deeds.