Relief

Friday, November 14, 2008
Relief

And your smiling through the juniper
sap lined grimace all along.
Splinters peirce the eyeballs, hold open defiant lids.
dont want to see, no- simply wont.
Limbs are limp and tossed away
Its in these arms that I held such a wonder
and lost it to debris.
skulls that rest in filth smile too, but theres more pain behind each grin than you could ever know-
and it doesnt seem like there could be
no, I think there never ever could be
relief.
and its cold, but I keep on truckin'
the bruises blister and theres a finite line between
redemption, exaltion, suffocation....
and the blood stained tears whisper gently on dry snakeskin
praying for
relief