Another Simple Example of Eyeballs

 

A presumptuous

haze

arises

as the purple veil

eclipses.

Multiple facets

of the

same paradigm,

juxtaposed,

as each face passes

from

the corner to the next

available

force

to come down

with The Stars.

A wild conglomerate

of dangerous concepts.

Are the message

 or are they just another

Curse, unprovoked,

it's always just the smoke

that slopes

a path toward

destruction

and remorse.

But now,

my wings feel

heavier than the

steel feathers,

flaring as they

shimmer up the snow

that melts between

The Righteous

and The Void.

A new promise,

yet awoken,

passing notes by the fire,

seated by stones.

We're the

shadows that remain

unspoken

as Humanity's

velvet

turns to bricks.

And layer after layer

my sins turn to priests

as they look

at the same Sun

turned to ashes,

by blazes

set their fate

in rocks that

have

already forgotten

their songs.

A piety growl

from the

bottom.

Of my soul,

as it glows.

The pit of forsaken heroes

comes crumbling down

allure.

Always

Assume.

The worst of me

and the best of you.

A dotted line that follows

the perpetuated glass

that breaths in

a new glance

of hope,

and just in case,

be ready with the bones

in case of broth.

A fulminating aroma

Of Death.

For which every Soul

turns Gold.

Now,

my emptied

Magazine

Becomes One

with The Goal.

Now my Renewed Persona

Burns.

As it becomes

Synthesized

By Love.

And processed

by yet another form

of The Same

False God.