Black Velvet Winds

 

Insomniac devils nest in the cracked-reed shadows
Bathing my soul in diabolical pools,so shallow
Unmasking my sullen being,bare to the marrow
Scraping off my dreams,etching grey voids and hollows.

Crescents of sliced moonlight drift through my mind
Slaying into oblivion the celestial vials I have designed
Scattering symphonies of the stars yet so perfectly aligned
Nightmares of belted wrists on these walls I have signed.

I drill holes of kaleidoscope smiles into midnight ghosts
As they splash ebony paint upon my lily-lined coasts
Dead,yet existing are my crimson-winged hosts
The shredded ribbons of my reveries this cruel darkness boasts.