extremities [in ruins] (reading of runes pt. 2)
By knightmirror
in a sleep state
a fugitive dream drifts lands
seen
only by my
3RD EYEsores
from beiing sewn shut
by the splintered
thread of time
burrowing its barbed
epidermis deep
like a foxtail in wings
of glossy marble textured quills
hollow with questions
being substituted
for the malfuntional
midgrade marrow
found to be
a big factor in
.....MOLTING.....
lava streams
windows
melting
together the spiderweb
of shattered sensations
making
it impossible
to sight-see
through transparent
backdrafts burning
visioncatchers
branched seperately
like tantalizing thorns piercing
the stalk of sins wilted dandelion
watching the bronze bleeding stem cringe
in agony with every droplet
of petrified passion
racing up the spine
of musty
forest green trails
tinted with tomato seeded screams
lacerating
breezes
with barks brail
mirroring the knight
with rusty windshivered
specks denting my aluminum
pressed
armor customade to fit
my withering heart leaking
leather lamented
liquid
love hanging by an
umbillical cord
dried out
by the blistering
polyester sun
almost
identically
resembling raisins dangling
like a freshly
hung thief
in the night
by a pyrite
plated
noose
flaking off like wet paint
giving onlookers the
perception
of a
slit throat
done by
the
Grim Reapers
Golden Sickle
attacking the nervous system
somewhat
similar to the bite of a
friendly Brown Recluse
finally making
that
nest he always
dreamed of
with a brown
soiled view
and not one
but two
soulskylights
.....FURTHER DOWN.....
undug rutsunamis
of iceraked
prongs of forked roads
pain stabs smiles
that impale into my thoughts legs
limping beneath these selfighting
shadows
the weight of negativity
compresses my instincts
of survival
digested by disgusting cyclones
of confusion
pulling handles to
R.I.P.
chords
filling
half listening ears
aimlessly contemplating
as to whether or
not
self blaming
weather
will
storm
past
this drawbridge
stenciled in watergrains
generated
by the gravity
recessitating
flatlined crooked
emotions
that grout the
cromlech
to this carelessly
constructed
castle
eroding from windknots
swirling beneath
the frail
tearskied moat of heartdripped
regrets crying for every
deadrifting
styrofoam sensation
kidnapped
then
cruely killed
in front of hundereds
of cheering fanswering
in blood
curdled revengecries awakening the
Wildlied Whispering
Warlock
reanimated from the very
renowned
Sea of Sorrow
suffocating shadowed
whirlslides
of razor laddered
steps leading to
fiberglasscased
bookshelves with rare written
words
binding pressed souls
who've lost
this stage of origami
battles
under lightstone
plans spraying
sadden
dipped
splinteredarts
hitting heartseyes
where
it counts the most
leaving
no leeway
to defend
the vow you
made upon
your...
thumbtack altar
weilding sharplighted moments
that cut through breaths
like
a hot knife through butter
spread on halfhinged gates
opened
vertically
shrieking
ghosts
levitating
volumes
of
haunting
in
this
cemetary
of
stopwatches
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