You sent that river dragon coiling under polished blue domes
Whipping and lashing against the mountains and the brain stems of Jimtown.
Drowning in mud while swimming against gravity
Reverberating truth and minority gold
Splashing windows across the rocks
Lifting boulders off memories
Until there’s no room to breath…
You have your excuses
But ultimately, You’re always responsible
Set in terrible motion
Spinning in catastrophic choreography
An abrasive calligraphy written in the bones of stars
Fossilized chaos mathematics
Melting in crayon crinklestatics
Popping heavy balloons inside the deep tunnels of ears
Shuddering with the ecstatic release of physic certitude
Cause and effect collapsing out of a Goldberg device
(That make us the Rubes)
Too large to be captured
We are sending You a message
That says Enough.
It is an Echo of the message
You spoke on that first day
The second before the lights came on
The second before You woke up
The second Death breathed Life into Your heart.
It rings in broken melons
It stings in sliver cuts,
It grips the tendons in our necks,
It hangs on with talons
And swings on them
With shiny shoes
And dandelion snow
Singing a beautiful song of pink flowers fireworking in the green trees.
My heart breaks again, like You wanted it to
And I’m left holding onto Hate one more time.