Part #2: The Rundown

Stepping out again
Unzipped by your spiteful scrutiny
Secretly wishing to be reborn
Feet planted deep into the concrete as if it were alive
Pruning all memories, mannerisms… every resemblance of you
This haunting reflection only seen with blurry eyes
Vixen cloaked in sovereign robes
Never to suffice what’s expected
Rejected all beliefs only to instill the essence of an abject being
Hiding behind your haughty artistry
An unrelenting effort to plague the ground beneath my feet
Forcefully annulling my plea to survive
A miscreant with a jaunty admiration for self-destruction
And leather kissed hands construed by clattering teeth
You feed the beast inside the mind
Bound by haggard flesh rapt with jealous wounds
These colors of red and blue quake and shimmer
In perfect replication of your prints
Upon my skin like fawning moons
A miscreant with a jaunty admiration for self-destruction
And leather kissed hands construed by clattering teeth
You feed the beast
Yet these feet are planted far to deep…
This earth shall not move!

09052009

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