Absent Ichor

Witness transcendence of a corpse drowning in fear Entrenched malice shall form a code, forthright adhered Mass guilted gifts, never retrieved Femurs stockpile from the naïve Absent ichor Absent ichor Gaunt wounds mistaken for caresses amidst stum We retch in pleas for peace that never will become For there is no amount of pain that is enough Arms torn to landfill; another number snuffed Absent ichor Absent ichor Drifting through a hall of knives Lacerational reprise Our sun sets red every night Stained and scarred by poisoned light Conflating pleasure with disgrace I cannot recognise my face Routine coalesces with death As I realise nothing's left I inhale ash from silent years Contracting pipes bring death so near Yearning, I crawl back to the dark Re-enthroned as disgraced void monarch Herald a life defined by scum Culling realities in flux An anguish born through lucid terror To scar the canvas of the eye A vacant wheeze for freedom's grasp Fills the void with new despair In a world of wilting meaning Eternal strife shall reign supreme Once dredged in anger, With will lost to scream I adjourn in pining To dance in motherly streams