avaricious singer
soft lips of given desire
wish wide in submission
wander the world as gypsies obsession
with dark eyes lined
char the heart of burning expectations
swallow in shadows and wait
where dusk fades to darkness
pour me more whiskey,
and wash down my poems
contrasts the subject at hand
come dream with adversity for the night
the poet performs in his sleep,
the irony of arrangements
stippled rituals
in mystical tasks
kiss me with your blood red lips,
rip me with your stiletto finger tips
it all becomes so obscure
flight of fancy are never free
feral fire flies
look almost amorous
the days
of resilient wings
such swirling in shadows
evil spirit gurgle
as the flame leaves the lips
do you feel the demons' fire
turn up the heat
my demons escape and dance joyfully on my soul
the screams of the universe stimulate them
these sounds have the jagged edge
of ruby colored sea glass
sharpened by fracture
hear the breaking
like the unharmonious creaking
of distant out of tune violins
discordant they come out to play
I suffer hell
drawn in to all the dead songs