Tender as a newborn parrot.
Checkmate on the seven seas.
Gyrocopter interceptor.
Decorated mother tree.

I am the voice of the ancients.
Your sarcasm needn't apply.
Spinning your gold like the spider I am, you're here in all eight of my eyes.

Repent and retreat, you old lion.
Your sins don't outweigh the release.
Prosperity throws itself into the fray while repeating the same verse you sing.

Bright is the sun in it's splendor.
The moon's wax and wane is irrational.
The bones in my fingers comply with the ring,
but my heart screams, "This marriage? Unfashionable."

The all encompassing survival.
The fire that lit up my hands.
Unrendered like peace as a liquor soaked kiss.
It tempts all the weak to disband.

Lovers, clasp hands together.
Lovers, say vows together.
Lovers, press flesh together.
Lovers shall die together.

We're wounded like boys on the playground.
We're dancing like dogs in heat.
We spiral like jewels on a staircase.
We pass on like ash in your teeth.

Infinity, black as the spider.
Hell is as red as the flame.
Death to the preacher. Death to the sinner.
In death, we all share one name.

Weep. Oh, we weep.
Black Infinity.

You and I, we're not so different.
You and I are not the same.
Sharing parts of us that matter, but forgetting our own names.
Candid blood buzz.
Draining sleep shift.
Opal necklace bought with sex.
Lost communion.
Canyon entry.
Weep upon this blackest death.