Empathic


Sweet empathy solution
dripping into my eyes
to create a mystical
beauty to satisfy illusion,

myst lies blanketing
beautician and beast
provoking a justification
or a soft kiss at least,

Cymbals crash into
symbols unsaid
are whispered as words
like a succulent amber brew,

A brew to indulge
your heartfelt tears
and drain into
your majestic fears,

Flickering fire sears
fears and stars
from a hindered sense
of uncompelled compassion
that rests atop a faith in heart
that spiritualized a lie
and blankets my myst
amidst a cloud's subtle cry,

hypoglycemic and slipping
into a coma
indulging in a beautician's
lack-luster wonder,
to my surprise,
you're immolate at times
with eyes incomprehensibly gripping,

A rare observation,
irises of four-leaf clovers
with each rejection of love
you're taking me over,

My myst blanket
filled with down feathers
fluttering within air itself
and my soil weathers,

The more rain pounds
On top of the soiled ground
A serpent's trail slithers around
the tree rooted within a pulsing mound,

I've become fragile
falling weak and
rotting in the myst blanket
where dirt is arid as sand,

Inhale my ether
and suck on the wormwood
feel me in your hallucination
Feel me as foundation,

One last beat
of a heart unwanted
marks a tree's descent
and a mixed untimely defeat,

Brittle winter does succumb,
in from the cold
when the myst blanket rose
and revealed what I have become,

A splinter of nothing
what once was a tree
has decayed and
no leaves for wind
to make sing,

Neglect your garden
insects will eat at my spine
at the end of a season,
I stood alone for them to dine,

My myst blanket
envelopes the ugly
and obscures bleak
while hugging the soil snugly,

I've become dirt
tread softly but
it matters little
since foundation already
suffered through
so much hurt,

Majestic beautician
and a harlequin beasts
shatter a hope
as a well oiled machine,

In hopes you're not jaded
My place is below
a myst blanket
a reminder always
this love has not faded.