Charming of Golden Emptiness
Black sorrow journeys toward the midnight sun,
open eyes spiral downward to earth.
A forbidden aroma comes from the hearth,
deceptive wisdom hollows the core truth.
Branching sideways to exhibit fading beauty,
this oak is silent.
Scars upon the chest of a convicted man,
labored by masters of despair.
Secluded minds flock as a single crow,
captured by an artist’s paintbrush.
Lying to a murdered family,
a sphere of grayish shame is a rebirth gallows.
Conceptive dreams enslaved to a bitter reality.
Open palms to speed energy y toward vileness.
Neglected nightmares overcome a harsh winter,
blinding the angel with cast iron darts.
Sedate the negativism with false bondages,
manufactured into pills for public consumption.
Commune with a dire priest on issues,
blood stains on the fingertips of a demonic man.
Rush forth to the barren gates,
crumbling headstones forgot your name.
Kissing these shades of lunacy,
mournful appetite for the living.
Shallow light displayed,
rage less hate fulfilling the broken sky.
Ask now before the expiration date sends forth her servants.
