Damn My Eyes

Spilling myself with an ink-soaked feather pages cocooned by mahogany leather, eroded and weathered “Damn my eyes” “My deeds unjustified” Perusing prose to anesthetize my pain my windowpane dripping with drops of autumn rain feigning contentment for a fleeting moment in vain “Gouge my eyes” “My deeds are my demise” Each member of mine, like fault lines divinely defined as one of his signs grinding against one another for the first time “Blind my eyes” “My crimes dim my light” As i claw my way out of this carnal cavity, depravity and dread fill me happily aptly humming to the melody of my impending calamity “Leave my eyes” “I am no longer in disguise”