finding faith

black glass cut semblance
misery at the feet of my bed
in resemblance to a chimney
black dust coal i breath
i cough a little fluid gymnast
a little bit exhaled
there was pain but now thats gone
 there's a stone within my lungs
and I'm coughing up the brine
and orange peels that keep my spine
in cover to a friendly chum manifesting

as darkness exceeds the time


flashing meteor , ever true plurality of a constant
mind, remember my individuality
when dark and heart combine
to flashing ember blue divine

in the aneurysm embassy
breathing before grinding
off the remembrances
 of the human body solid
dark deathly and cold all in a clime
that's galloping up streets
that the reaper did remark
and remained all in my bed

all that's out there
dark!!!
that i can find