To others he speaks in tongues
 Librettos that reek of the blood of Christ
 Known for unbridled eloquence
 Conceptualizes metaphorically
His idiosyncrasies hang on the edge of a sleeve
the loneliness breeds creativity and
 Insomnia improved the swagger
When you gaze into the eyes
 Interpretations of a derange canvas
 Stained by jaded rainbows
 And strokes of brilliance
Whores fight to be his next piece
 To the victor
 He’ll amuse between stanzas
He finds solace in the wee hours
 Muddy Waters amplifies the cruel silence
 And a Mini Mag clenched in his teeth
 Illuminates the dark script