oebegone naked soul

Distorted view upon invidious world of schemes

Slit my eyes, for they'll remember



A breathing corpse

Dim, estranged, indifferent

As life turns colder than death

You'll dare not speak it's name



"I am perplexed"



Black bird grievance

Mute philobate moans

Dissociate from the shadowy remains of the I



Renounce the "silent balance of perfection"

Consummate the stifling of purity