No Rhyme (With Reason) (09/08)

lets play a game
(one we both win)
here are the rules

leave me to it
become immersed
a black and white universe
where you are god

it shouldn't be too hard
for you to forget about
all the blades left behind
or the crushed heart that
pours Sylvia's sweet blood mouthfuls

now the pieces ae arranged
the rope laid out
the cap off the bottle
pills scattered on the floor
beside the instruments
of the mad conductor
as you sit in eternal analization
with your own pieces

mine move themselves
in the symphony of the sooted soul
the razor's edge begging
for sweet marriage
with the tender flesh of my neck

but to splatter your two-toned board
raining red roses over all
would be disruptive and unnecessary
to our little game

a glimmering belt
takes the place of the raping razor
as it tightens closing my breath
causing wretched spasms

with my screams silenced
i hear too many others
crushing down on my weary head
so i let myself breathe again

but now i lay down next to ophelia
holding her hand
resting on her breast
floating and falling
she is my soul
and longs for watery reunion
we are alone and all i hear is the current
taking away all pain
washing away all sins
in the final baptism

one last gasp and muted moan
escapes me before i escape into eternal darkness
no longer squinting in the violent rays
night forever and the comfort of the moon

with collected leaves in knotted hair
and slime and grime on skin
rotting flesh of youth
will be worthy admission to mother earth

rain will fall upon your furrowed brow
look up and let it caress your face
and you will know
that we both win this way

and

if it's all the same to you
i'll count this as an opportunity of a lifetime
as they say