Can You Paint Over Silver

wake up the night

in stone

Along the angel.

In black pearls,

collar.

In unprecedented opening

the sky is torn

of bloody gashes.

As my fingers

before the Sacred Fire.

The patio freaks:

A wind corrupt

eject locks

and cancels sanity.

De cancel ignored

three icy moons

forged keys.

The patio crazy.

Maybe it's pit

cell and gap

(and mirror and prism)

sealed to the light.

angry,

one door closes

and another opens.

stealth and exile,

paying fan.

She gets scared.

The stalk

gray contours

featureless face.

From the Shadows:

accusation.

stiff folds

stifle humours

false dampers,

howled anathema.

Behind the curtains:

accusation.

Hordes of convicted

pile and bid

at the gates of Hades.

A deciduous Hades,

crushed by centuries

of spectral struggles.

She cries.

Then I understand

I should not wait.

I prepare.

An evil wind

slash my cheeks

unintentionally

guide my steps.

grind blinds

and some moves.

Somebody ambushes

in ashen walls.

Something falls and relocates.

Someone active and looks,

calculated and poised.

Honor

weaknesses.

Sharpen tears

erodes laughter.

breathe.

Breathe ...

is there, alert,

tear medium

in the angle up.

Ready for boarding

the wounds thirsty

by loneliness of roses,

for the crown of thorns.

not rush moves

or duty.

Neither the Celestial Kingdom.

not the underworld.

wanders alone,

Sinister.

Ruin, abstruse.

Wicked.

A scum flayed

for their own actions

escort him irascible.

As there is no more brutal weight

the baggage of Shame.

enraged Shadows

to disappear just

to restrict its ties to the fatal
She'ol claim.

deception is replicated

and the house screaming,

tired of stab wounds.

We do not talk.

not looked at.

We have separated

inconceivable revelations.

Undaunted,

from a funeral cot

the furtive group

reorganizes in the Cold,

intrusive and fatal

hungry and angry.

once again I face

to Insoluble.

I go by the Sacred Fire.

For the litanies and

Exorcism of Roses.

In the sacred hours

of the Roses.

She is asleep.

removes her collar

black pearl

and incinerate.

This time there

cuts bleeding

in my fingers.

the night away.

I squat

in stone.

Along the angel.