This is only temporary
The living state
A self government
That saw in each a permanent escape.
You might think your skin is intact
But you don't see the open state
Where the freshly grey bone leaves muscle
And moves bloody sinew across the map.
Your teeth seem sharp
The body and the mind
Preserve the cerebral jewel
In the systematic vertebrae.
Soul on fire
Burning up once and for all
Crawl out of your skin
Never repent a sin!
That chicken shit,
He did nothing,
To challenge.
He just stood there,
On the cross.
I hear a voice in the night
Keep your distance
Away from the light
It can rain here in the meadow,
Where eye sockets trade in for cheap jewelry.
Man down
Another lost to the shadows.