Rometheu

by Gabe Stallman
© 2016, Gabe Stallman (All rights reserved)

Rapture in the city, feeling they are lost, empty names across the street kneel head first into lust.
Open your eyes as their hearts begin to bleed, the lidless lips are watching as you try scarcely to breath.
Radiating from a phantom choice, amoebas crawl to feast, yellow pigment of imaginary carcass melt into the streets.
Element in nature and purging their names, foster their faces and see through their games.
Drops of kerosine inside of Tarrare, amphetamine spiral, carelessness air.
Apologetic tone, whisper of sores, follicles drips out their skinless pores.
Spine like a question mark, growing off the vine, spiraling into the fire this time.
Have you forgotten or was it just youth?
Tundra of claws that just dig into you.
Close to find this tide overhead.
Maniacally crawling this meat into bed.
Element in nature and purging their names, foster their faces and see through their games.
Drops of kerosine inside of Tarrare, amphetamine spiral, carelessness air.
I want to see you in your kerosine coffin, like Muddy daggers running through your veins, only to be in your morgue of vows, tidal waves of falling limbs.
Element in nature and purging their names, foster their faces and see through their games.
Drops of kerosine inside of Tarrare, amphetamine spiral, carelessness air.