(no subject)
Post mortem restitution
For my bottomless delusions
Fade in yellow brown contusions
Wishing this was my illusion.
Haste through myriad beginnings
Cast in bronze such shallow sinnings
Filled with open sores and winnings
So sing cracks among void innings.
Dangle trite such vast allure
Hope wrought festering and sure
Blotted shards of pain obscured
Sail Styx clean my jolly tour.
Why must I be reasonable and responsible? Which part among my soul marks me less than other women? Hollow remarks made upon scattered sheets mark the twilight of my sanity. I have only myself to blame, those who have bear no pity for those without. I am the sallow duck upon the playground, set to search for missing orbs till taken by the fox among the bushes. I didn't realize we had joked about it.
For my bottomless delusions
Fade in yellow brown contusions
Wishing this was my illusion.
Haste through myriad beginnings
Cast in bronze such shallow sinnings
Filled with open sores and winnings
So sing cracks among void innings.
Dangle trite such vast allure
Hope wrought festering and sure
Blotted shards of pain obscured
Sail Styx clean my jolly tour.
Why must I be reasonable and responsible? Which part among my soul marks me less than other women? Hollow remarks made upon scattered sheets mark the twilight of my sanity. I have only myself to blame, those who have bear no pity for those without. I am the sallow duck upon the playground, set to search for missing orbs till taken by the fox among the bushes. I didn't realize we had joked about it.