Garden Statue

Blood-Hued Blooms In My Rusted Copper Hair
I Picked Long Ago When My Skin Was Fair
From The Rose Gardens Of Venus's Face
In Hope That I Fall Victim To Love's Grace

Blood-Flecked Jade Eyes, Red With Ambitious Hope
Viewing Life's Pains Through A Kaleidoscope
Vivid LSD Dreams Are Here To Stay
And Violet Demons Lead Me Astray

Blood-Stained Mouth, Red Lipstick Slick As Black Oil
And The Vats In My Chest Begin To Boil
My Heated Tantrum Gives Way To Tarnish
Garden Vines Chip Away My Dull Varnish

Nature Reclaims That Which It Had Beget
But Can't Restore And Will Never Forget