Pain Refrain #3

Pain Refrain #3

 

The king of screaming love is dead,

His world has fallen on his head.

I touched his cold-cut textured skin,

Hate the damn box they stuffed him in.

 

When sunshine turns to rotting meat,

For worms and rats and bugs to eat,

My helpless hands twitch and tremble,

Faith moves seas, but by the thimble.

 

Simple dark truths and simpler rhymes,

Mean nothing but the words in time,

All mortals have is slow defeat:

Just bones and meat! Just bones and meat.

 

Eternity’s dog begs for treats:

Just bones and meat! Just bones and meat.

 

Author's Note

Geoff overdosed for the last time. I feel like someone cut me. I'll never stop bleeding.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Man, you must have lost a lot of friends along the way. And you are doing well with this book of work, keep it up.

My brother, an awesome writer in his own right, lost six buddies when he served in Afghanistan. I have seen what that kind of grief does to a person, and I can't imagine what he'd say if he put his thoughts to paper, but I can guess it would be a lot like this.

Again, nice work SK.

[Robin]

Damn ...