Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Close enough

Silver threads.
Poisonous thoughts
Dead daisies dance
In my head.
Rubies of pain waterfall
Down, down, and
Forge a new weakness.

The midnight is
Toxic.
Refulgent dragons
Spewing filth
Like uncultured diamonds.
A fire pit, to burn my strength.

The black swallows me.
Roses pale like a raw topaz
And I am gone.
I am a starving kitten, lost
In space.

6-1-11


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