Sunday 27 November 2011

A Home

Impaired vision.
Beneath a smoke screen,
at home in your eyes.
Dark and Selfish.
I lie.

Throbbing



Double lined skin.
Somewhere between sleeps
Truth.
Bolted
and blinded.
Moving heavily through.

A sophisticated plot
of betrayal and disguise 
for this
monster.
Leaving you
throbbing with pain.
The lies continue.
The hate remains.