That Is What I Do

you hurl your glass past my face      
smashing it to miserable fragments      
reflective rainbows hit the floor      
and it's so painfully beautiful      
       
carefully I collect those crystals      
breathe inspiration from
the pearlescent diamonds      
then cast them away      
       
that is what I do      
       
you stagger around; plastered      
whirls of toxins spiral      
aimless; liquor bouquets      
and her delicate perfume      
shroud your masculinity      
       
tenderly I mend your ailments      
absorbing creativity      
from your solace      
repel my hurt      
       
that is what I do      
       
eternity welcomes you today      
mountainous eruptions      
of emotional lava        
floods my senses;      
translucent jewels gush freely
from my eye's       
       
vacantly I salvage splinters      
of my broken self      
and nurse the remains      
to transform my masterpiece      
       
that is what I do