Me and My Buddy

Angel dusted and ironclad,
A wandering itinerant, an aimless nomad.
Broken homes and a shattered lifestyle,
I reap and harvest in shameless beguile.

Deception and inception,
Devious and insidious,
Crawling in the back of your mind,
A cavernous recess with stars few.

Tremble down into the forbidding random,
Let the knives and needles free your pony.
Ride it into the setting sun, above all fathomable,
And into the trenches of the unwanted beyond.

Meet me there, a humble knight above a white shadow,
And let my glow guide you, into the hidden.
We will trespass the wilderness, obscure the skewed.
When we interrupt the interrupted, chaos raises its head.

Silver wings and golden dust,
Injected sweet and into the dry veins.
They will croon when caressed.
Then they will roar like thunder.

You will be behind me, a whip and a chain.
Volatile and effervescent, blurred yet translucent.
Bite me in the hind leg like rabies, mad and truculent.
Leave me in the dirt, a broken man with budding pride.