August 12, 2011
Like A Virus
What thief has snaked our souls?
What’s happened to the best of us?
Crack the whip
And clasp your hands
Around the absence of it
As it pours out of you
Like a virus
When did it get so cold?
Which of us is responsible?
For the chill of deceit
And that mark on her arm
The rum on the floor
The burning of time
As we slip from truth to truth
Dealing in certainty
In an uncertain age
Casting shadows on memories
Blasting the walls
That we built
By the sea
Where is reason?
Since the arrival
Humans have given way to bottles
Have given way to needles
And the graves we dig
Get wider with the day’s passing
But we make the time to dig
Beneath the burning embers
And the gnashing of teeth
Who’s sucking my neck?
Blood-thirsty shell
Of you I used to love
Eyes full of nothingness
Bearing down on all of me
With the emptiness of you
Snarling with your savagery
As you chomp
And it pours out of me
Into you
Like a virus
I wasn’t what you were looking for
A common theme for the bitten
Misery breeds misery
Hate breeds hate
And the purity of us decays
With each gash we open
And each soul we spoil
What’s happened to the best of us?
A wave on a rock
A stiff breeze blows past
Who's got the remedy?
A spark in this city of ash
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