allmoon🌕

Chryscantus crown,

Bloodless bloody blush,

Iris embazled

Guit embarrassed,

Door-to-door apologizing,

Day raised, days befalled,

Sitting on the edge,

Singing lullabies of good righteous in black.

Temples parched, murals ruined,

Streets born of riot.

Grave ingrained names of saints,

bleached eyelids,

Roots carved skin.

Rotenly bloomed white in mind,

Patching detached slime,

Forfeited for the shrine,

Small words smaller gods

hes-anew,

one carnated in the past, left him on the porch.

Round and round,

Merry to misery.

Homesick in my mothers lap,

Lovesick in my lovers arms,

Forebode the forlorn,

Bake a new slander,

Call it love, make it violent.

Train it to call skin scarlet,

Whilst i turn blue to indigo,

Deep echoes, bruised clothes,

Neither me neither you

Ordinary is no boon to triumph,

Never me never you,

Skeletal matter,

Cascade ocean wave.

Divine ends,

Frozen, buried, burned, mummified,

A whirlpool of kindered virtue,

Us- of all and everything,

Billow together-

In the silence of death!

On and on, never to stop

Buying paint to sketch the war

Sun on the ground, battle lost

Chryseis/cleo rode, Achilles walked

Urn torn, blood to patch

Mine, herself, hers, yours

Red is red- maroon, burgundy, scarlet

Wine on white, pallet forgone

Today, tomorrow, yesterday

Pain in veins, never to go away

001, 002, 005, 003

To cover me

Remembering, remembered, remember

Gone, everything alright

I forfeited my skin to shelter.

One day, next day, someday

someday someday someday?

No never not

I dreamt of walking away

I woke my bones refused to talk

To me, to her, to her, to us, to me

Take me back to the night we met

My despair wraps me in hatred

Feeling like an Artemas