Forgiveness in the wake of
New light
A random sound climbs up a vine
Into the balcony where I'm sitting
Crosslegged
Solving crimes yet to be
Committed
As always, death hangs loose
But I'm unable to talk
Converse with an inferior deity
Too busy
Lining the wet edges of a rented pool
Paid out in blood and guts
Serving incestuous promises
Caught in through a sweeping net of premeditated deceit
Once I'm back into my decrepit hole
Fucked out of my life
I'll rest upon wildcat fur
Stuff my nostrils with disdain
Cough it all up
Stutter out every fragment of my corroded mind
Finally elliminate all clutter
Thrash about
And die
