Sunday, September 19, 2004

everything starts out so promising, but devotion to empty moments crumbles. maybe the air was too rarefied; i've climbed too high for any reprieve.

and i'm falling like a bad star. down, down, and away.

i never knew. they never knew. we never knew. you never knew.

of battle scars, of neon lights, and of dizzying times.

may we all thank the devil and give him his due.

but i thank you too.

fatality.

an ode to cruelty.
vilification of you.
denigration of me.
glorification of the imbeciles.
circus of the damned.
you excoriate.
into a reclusion.
and you felt.
the xymotic ashes.
scattered over bare skin.
wildfire coarsing through veins.
just because.
you've been looking for angels.
in black snow.