Never Innocent

Never Innocent

thesnake by unixarcade

It is my world built in pain, black molly swimming through the wake.
Sexy sleekness bottled water fantasy the lead befouls us.
Sharks sublime sense.
Not shrouding slaking down death’s-head moths.
The pill of the fish fractures, are the bones of tomorrow’s youth.
Filleted foundlings fixated in freshness on ice.
This fish fillet is born to die.
Never innocent was born of animal.

Painted with slavery.

Painted with slavery.

Cryptic burning angel in the pulpit.
Laced patterns coiled about soft white translucent silk flesh screaming.
Waling scorn and angst.
Scratching out eyes with talons or barbed wire.
What a pretty picture she paints in my words.
An angel of desolation and bereavement sadness aforementioned in tangles of thought.