Extern

Deathsnake coiling, squeezing.
Heavy soul wheezing.
Conforming for conjoining.

A trick or two sets the mood.
Teasing and pleasing.
For a quickened f-_-ening.

In distillery of proofs.
In massage of noose.
Native tongued nativity.

Masochism helix form.
Homing sense reaching.
To carry me the way home?

The distance sends a beacon.
An Emmissary.
A Prostitute of Heaven.

This sphere bounces carelessly.
Joy acting aloof.
In ignorant ecstacy.

In distillery of proofs.
In massage of noose.
Native tongued nativity.

Such a cold frivolity. 
The mind does fear it.
An idiosyncrasy.

The closer you are near it.
Makes no nevermind.
Obsequious of spirit.

I say to self, this is sick?
Unscrupulousness.
With a shiver and a twitch.

Lightness now of solid form.
In it's foundation.
It's proving grounds, now shine, honed.

Ethereal warrior
Of understanding?
Trial by fires reborn?

Do I mean my prayers?
What is the endpoint. 
My desires be not undone.

Do I deceive even me?
Synchronized, alone.
As I think myself clever.

Errors of grandeur to the bone.
Errors to the throne.
Touched in such a wicked way.  

That no-one would ever know.
I feel not deranged.
I feel that I want to change.

Bridge me that comforting path.
Please, so I may know.
I'll suffer not wrath, but home.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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