Necrotic/Narcotic

Unto the depths of consciousness

A drop of acid melts the synapses

Separating reality into whole and hole

And in the growing expanse lies heaven

Unattainable, a distracted glance on the fabric

Whose sheets pressed against her bare skin

Spell out death for the uninitiated

We coalesce into soulless waves

Moon-eyed angels enslaved

By the rhythm of heartbeat and inhalation

Fingers interlocked over the snare

Of hell's maw

I'll save myself, if you'll fall

Traipsing through the dead-lily days

Across the poppy-fields she weighs

The narcotic of her embrace against

The hypnotism of lying in wait

Scattered drops collapse upon

The pavement, displacing the dry-eyed

Dressing in the rainbow silks of the dying light

Who dance with the ghosts of the long goodbye

We wrap the veil of forgotten faith

Round the scales of our indentured servitude

To the fire disc rising and lowering on the flesh

Of the well and gone

I'll draw from the well, if you'll drink it all

Unto the death of consciousness

Amid the props of a world long lost

Reality is a figment of our distress

Fantasy an etching in the back of our heads

I'll bring my eyes to you in death

I'll seed my lies with truth in your bed

I'll be the unspent kiss on your breath

Cold and filled to the lips

Bold but stilled by the slighted winds

Emanating from the curious ends

Of mortality

I'll lie here still, if you'll spill my secrets

So gathered among the forest of brick

Trapped in the alleyways of grime and grit

No matter, we lather such purity on our flesh

We could hardly be tainted by their filthy fingertips

These toxins we will burn before

They come to take us through the floor

Fate will shiver beneath her blanket

Fate will quiver with every incantation

Lumbering her way through her orgasmic sentence

Til her ecstasy leaves her staring wistfully back

At the trail of blood along the carpet

I'll grant your fill, if you'll aim for the kill.