In Drips Revelation

I Sweat hours are eternities in your smile a spirit is born clear to the clothed heart cold wind coughs through the window slathered white poetry adorns the stars with night cancer is a promise exploding black and white stones in a marble phrase She is ending… Space lost in her voice… Images clog blooming star showers Signals from numbers Broken brittle paper Ripped in burnt screams Messiahs and demons crying Melodies blank with psalms II The first vision is the leader He guides with thin fingers Bony eyes form a procession Behind his anointed lies III No phone rings silence is the weeping valley ever broken from shadows falling in rocks of prophecy bowls of soup painting praying white hands bearded in broken hope modern sexy latex phrases pulled debt over our hands wearing lisps of rage In Drips Revelation lyrics spit milky hues upon a dream sunflow -ers and winter queens lilt dragging their for -tunes in a nocturnal waltz…