When I see her face
I don’t get an *******.
But something in my gut
yearns to be held by her.

If only I could spend my life
understanding her face.
In time I would
uncover God.

Instead I am afraid
and I do get an *******.
I smear her lips with brine
smudge dark honey
under her eyes.

How do I orchestrate ******?
accompany **** with a melody?
When the sun comes
she is marked.

Dishonorable disaster.
Underwater moon knows
but does not speak of doom.
Shed your clothes
and come with me child.
Come down here with me.

Cannot inhale
where she dwells.
Dead sludge mouth
grows inside. All swells
and long swallows kills
me to the ocean floor.

The end of depths;
she still controls there.
My stretched regrets
God does ignore
and I swell more.

Her all can devour
in many ways
this walking corpse.
I close my eyes
and eat myself.

I see the glaciers in the sky
from my deathbed on the ground.
If the sunrise is a smile
I’d give my heart to see it.

A night without it’s stars
comfort those who fear it.
And I am nothing more than smoke
rising from the clearing.

The nature of my wrath
is as strong as the pain I feed it.
And I’m never far from death
because I’m in love with it.

If tomorrow you are gone
I will take my gifts to heaven
and plead to see your face
through the clouds of my unknowing.

Take off your clothes
so I can see what I can bite,
because I chew what I can bite
and I swallow what I chew.

Stay away from me
because I know
how to destroy us,
and in the end
I will enjoy it.

There is nothing in my heart
except the hunger of the ******,
the desolation of the few,
grinding and gnashing of teeth

And I pick up the pieces
and drop them again.
And the pieces don’t fit
and the pain comes again.

And I pick up the pieces
and drop them again.
And the pieces don’t fit
and the pain comes again.

And I pick up the pieces
and drop them again.
And the pieces don’t fit
and the pain comes again.

And darkness closes in
as the sun goes away.
And the cycle of loathing
destroys me again.

How could I forget
the darkness I embrace?
Those encounters live
forever in my heart.

I am engulfed by nothing;
it’s a nameless thing.

Don’t want this life.
I killed my God.
Certain of pain.
Love wants to destroy me.
If we die, nothing
ever matters.

Like a tree or the grass,
less capable,
more suitable.
Nothing compares
to time and space,
aether or flesh.

Caught up in bereavement
we seduced each other.
You took a part of me with you.
Now let me brood.

Drain the *****
then the blood.
An epty shell
devoid of
anything
you can offer
to this
dead-end game.

We choose the poison
that will ****
our beauty
second
by
second,
drip
by
drip.

... until we growl away, taken further into the darkness.