Breaking the Madness
Livid with nocturnal madness
Octavious shed his robe
as he pierced his skin of solitude
and headed toward the road
The eve met him with yellow pine
and pearl juice set a'sprinkle
As the sky dolled out her decadence
the frost hung still and tranquil
He found his path into the woods
descending 'neath the branches
as he swept his hair past nervous eyes
and forest floor expanses
While he approached, the trees stayed clear
the smell of human in the air
and just when no more could he bear
he found his water passion there
A slip into the brackish kiln
would fire the chill and clean the skin...
A winter night's insanity
erased him as he swam to sea~
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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