Contracts/Clarity

Contracts
 
I split the essence  
of my singularity
so you can have  
a half spark
in intervals of wrath  
and splendid throe
burning vessel  
we leave our mark.
 
To dine on pang  
and drink in regret
divert fractured elements  
of purity's waste
we scale an intrepid acclivity  
taunting fate
a paradigm of chaos
 for you to taste.
 
I unsheathe my  
broadsword of sanctity  
so I may split wigs  
with savage happy
the gods shall bathe in the  
red nectar I have displayed  
ooh wheee come what may.
 
Atrocious animosity  
little friend of calamity,
slit you from nuts to gullet  
capture your quintessence,
 
take a nap  
in my burlap sack  
immersing with other glows
who questioned my nobility,  
 
my collection of inhumane  
ordained blasphemous travesties.
 
I am a walking inferno  
of blessed misery  
the itch within your  
innocence hidden key,
 
filet your integrity  
into shards of rape,  
 
vibrant dreariness I placate,  
 
alone my throne is  
pillaging green serenity,  
 
void of nothing my gift to thee;
 
plead between your bleed  
it feeds my greed  
succubus of sin let me in,  
 
win win.  
 
Clarity
 
There comes a point in a man's life
where he realizes it's not worth chasing  
what he always wanted,  
 
but remembering everything he already touched everything he already destroyed,
 
reverse osmotic Midas touch  
those he let grow within his atrium  
until his own insecurity,
 
made him fear all he was giving away  
not everything he already gained.
 
Man loves to hate it's what seperates  
us from the female of the species.
 
My aorta is full it's overflowing with remorse flying a flag of regret,  
 
silencing the birthright  
of guilt from being born,  
 
no more shall I destroy  
no more shall I push  
no more shall I hide  
from what's quietly rising like  
infinite glory within.

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