Honey

The ode to being a night owl and never working a "regular" schedule...

We paint the dark with dust on our feet
Trusted by no one
Shadowy Integrity
Keeper of the night
There's blood in the streets
Cognac in the veins
Lithium on the brain
normalcy never came
past becomes deranged
And I am merely a worker bee
Bareback works until bare bone
Traveling from one hive to the next in search of the ultimate honeycomb
Weathered and twisted
I spin what you don't know
Flying with the night strapped on our backs
Traded nectar for bile
Traded conformity for smack
Faced with the s**t you refuse to take back
I apologize not for the messenger I have become
Sorrow flows when you waste time chasing eclipsed sun.
Deeper into the chloroformed abyss
Shades of gold, flickers of ice
I potray the sides you hide, the mirror your dislike
For I am a stain
Convinced that I must be slain
Pull the tie, pump, then drain
Feel the numb
Kill the co-existence
Traded religion for cum
And this is simply a prayer read back...

wardly to the beginning when time was measured in sun clicks
corsets fall in  vestibul drips
vials of cyanide pool around the ground
laid across the floor, you've had your way
yellow, then black,
flash past an existence overhang
Suffer another day.

 

Reviews

[Orlando Murcia]

Excellent write

Straight up write

and very unique with twisted words of reality

and poetry

[Antonio Valentino]

Cheez and rice, joseph and mary, this was incredible! TCM, this was effing brilliant, You slapped these words around and then rocked them like a rock star. You must do poetry slams, what a ridiculous talent you have. Damn that was good. Great Job!

Antonio