King

you'd beckoned my thoughts again through sudden whispers i've declined to respond morbidly catering to the quaint findings of life after death a quiet calm arose over shattered fixings wildly i'd mastered the gory details hindering my every whim childishly i catered to his robe nestled beneath wrath carny and the mild mannered masterpieces torn between terror and sheer neediness while captured beyond graveness the sullen memory of where time resided my inner self crawled eagerly i suppose as my body bargained with my soul a meaningful gesture giving my heart infamous nudges arousing tattered bliss mere ashes to be smeared throughout the galaxy of fairness and the norm