perpetual poison
howling about
screaming whispered secrets
in small circles of idiots
frosty change of
attitude and apathy sends
ache ripping through the bones
like a bite of bitter brown tar
circumstance becomes comedy to
exploit the inexplicable
and pour deceptive sweetness
onto proper sin
pain wringing the heart dry
perhaps for the sake of
perilous pleasure
entertainment of those
who applaud emptiness
and sob stories
in a rainbow of horror
that bends the mind to conformity
pointy fingers shrieking
--bad--
on every corner
no color left of acid dreams
melting into hell and hierarchy
full spectrum blacked out in
angry sharpie tones of
taunt and tragedy