Lowercasemmmmmm

so what...?

I don’t feel a shred of sympathy
for your plight or your fallen graze,
you have cutlery in hand and a meat smile
as you lick the vice from the edge of its foible,
 
twisting and turning your brain to a low squeal
you’re a dynamite explosive sycophant,
as you rode your indecision as a champion
arterial rain falls from its limbs, its bloody stumps,
 
all of those dreams that you wove have died
into your pillow you cried them as screams,
a nightmares epiphany with pearl handled rage
all those things waiting to burst fragile seams,
 
this monosyllabic zephyr that cold blows
you hold as my bidder, in leather,
my heart you have the knack to make porous
with an eye like a spirit level, an edgy pencil line,
 
you were just a thought form or a shadow
you stood at my side as the sun shone golden,
then as night made my life a dark parody
you dissipated, scurried from view to leave me frozen,
 
so, to what depths of depravity do we delve
we, the emotionally circumcised are forced to plunge,
they shape a mask of clay and fire it to a porcelain grin
the world can’t see black tears, they have no shine,

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