mood is: weird.

Sodomize your clown

Snaking around the bones

The humiliation of death

The yellow mirrored room

May as well be your tomb

Add the cream into the black

Is it any less bitter or just blander

Naked in the darkness

Counts for as much as stars above clouds

They might as well not be there

Your eyes oceans of illusions

Strike the match once and no spark

Strike it over and over splinter

Leopard dress kill the rest

Fur is fake as lashes these days

Clean cars salt deformed

The sex smells like musty funk

Sexy is a human made concept

A fornication construct

Do you feel pretty clown?

You have those red lips on

Smile flash flash filter

Blinded by the light

Blinded by the darkness

Conscious of all you feel

Seeing is lying but skin is crying

Face planted in pillow

No words are safe

When I’m the one writing them

Line them up and shoot shoot pile them up

Corpses of a forgotten holocaust

Rise up zombie lust

1/9/20

CLR