First Anatomy Ruptured

I stare 

A living astonishment

Brushed from moment's mentality

Roses 

Spike this room 

unwelcome 

Glowering antheridia 

 

A switch from the realm constant 

Burrowed deep

Inside the leaves

We both remain 

In silence

Stuck on some

negated pleasantry 

Confused 

Lifetime from knowing

  Shattered into one. 

Soft offers nothing  

We are molten lves in final days. 

Death revokes the loving from our life

It is the wet sudden fever 

 The rain that pours of sad

celebration, 

Effused for

a shimmering brief moment...

Fostered into 

awakening reminiscence

Only by hitch of  sting 

All for which

crumblimg down to fear

A lover

 like pendent misery 

 Sway from strings 

tossed bliss  

It is not today I bargain

Nor tomorrow will I beam 

Unaware 

Questioning for thousands of miles

 

Land and I 

Covered 

A voice from mother to son 

Answers swirling in the glass 

Screams seem normal over this moisture of last dusk

The sun's husky throat 

Invading 

Our bond made trembling 

It seems 

Only days now

Hours

Filled in darkness

Days 

like rosebuds

All that seem left to count