Your Arms, Destroyed by You

Below the arching shoulder I would spend this sacrifice On the first few Out of nowhere, out of the blue You pronounced the sounds Look at the stones, watch As the hammers destroy the living Splitting the whole into parts Ripping untold asunder Cutting through the skin I watch, I appear And likewise, I can depart I cannot help but wander Where is the humor Bit to bit by your side Your arms, destroyed by you So beautifully cut Above the velvet glove You are the fulfilling presence You enable a predator Sitting on an edge Sedating me into bliss Ejecting the thought of deliverance: I just might have gone amiss I am alive in mirrors Protest existence Do it Still life is nature mort The crystals echo reverie Of screams which linger still The queen of spades is draining me And blowing me like dust The glitter and the laughter Are forlorn It's all the rage! Her agents of regret are near.. Her kingdom is fucked They disappear in a viscous Mirage of cum stained glass In the absence of gaping voids All pointing at me The steel of my emotion My swaying silhouette Undone by restless sieges Undone by quicksilver on her thighs With potent drops of mercury With potent drops On her departing face. Submission be damned and you'll gladly destroy your ego