Innocence In Infamy

If I'm to be with her?  Buy it.  Peering; into the eye of the beholder.  Turn the lights out.  My darkness masks the presentation.  Funeral veil, calculated advertisement.  Show, on a distant surface, like engraving a tombstone.  Dim-lit projection.  Popcorn for caves and flashing theater strobes.  Where I hide from her audience and company.

It's even handheld.  Everything, anything, infinitely, universal, all the time, drama.  How to solve?  The pinnacle achievement of pride, of course.  Use to fuel negative reinforcement.  Such misconstrued motive seems confident.  Big brother offers spare parts, as scraps, from the machine.  Come get some.  The circus goes on.  Earn your RPG hours.  She knows.

Life, the forgotten aesthetic.  Synthetic syntax and synesthesia enthrall.  Artificial intelligence is taking over.  For me, to graph the equation.  A path, directly to the sum.  Study the core of it's physics.  Rational genes, creating the superior being.  Literal, physical, carnal, I saw her there.

With her algebraic personality, there could be a solution.  I was remembering a smell.  Flavorful desire.  Plastic gives it color.  The sound of Pavlov.  On a dime, change.  To be an actor.  Opiates and cocaine.  A slide show of short, screening lines.  Bump it, with every cut.  Senses attuned.  The mask of the hypocrite was equipped.  She was within intent.  I avoid her for my quirky personality.  If only, a muse.  I could see her.

Purchased exaltation, like Hollywood nights.  Bind some receptors.  In-case; harm prevention?  The medical emergency.  Poison keeps me safe.  Warnings.  Try for 40 months, alone.  Never quite knowing death but committed.  I'm a consumer.  I skied the slopes down to her night on the town.

Dancing stars radiate my naked eyes.  She moved like incandescence, as a momentous gush of wind, passing through the breath of an eternal flame.  I held a torch, and death galloped unto me like a China White horse.  Perceived, auditory aura amazes.  Mesmerizing.  Curvature, swaying back and forth.  That astonishing eon of her dreams were like Nothern Lights - to be a spectacle.

Alas, I'm down again.  A shallow depth; to exhume.  I turn away.  First, aid.  Covet the difference.  Psychoactive substance is what I am.  Awake me from the dead, from the mystic chants, from the numbing oblivion, from promiscuity.  There are now shaken hands.  Greetings, abandonment.  If only I could tell her.

I've betrayed myself.  Double-dealing, daggers come as soon from behind.  The backbone handles.  Spine-gripping thrusts of a blade.  It pulls the strings, stinging.  Sharp, unnerving, manipulating.  I need.  Scarlet rush, identified.  Receptors.  It's like a cannibal chewing a Pineal gland.  She must know.

The hidden adrenaline secretes secrets in the brain.  Inquisition, without her.  Familiar, I cheat myself.  I know my tongue is like a grave.  Death is my word.  To speak the language of a broken trust, paralyzing myself.  Heal enough to tell?  There she is.

The scabs itch.  Delectable scratching, but you can't reach it.  I'll scratch yours if you scratch mine.  Open where it was meant, together. Voracious wound, salt.  Reinforced lie.  Innocence in infamy.  I offer my palace of pain unto her.  I've been raided.  Her heart pours out.

Always waiting for me, the spinning, dizzying realization that she was mine.  Here it was, I had broken the ice.  She always knew I was her perfect, recovering junkie.  A thousand hopes abound capture the joy of my ecstasy in my heart.  Exorcising my final temptation, I freed myself.  She pushed the envelope, confiding in me, her love.

I get gooseflesh and chills, and almost break down and cry.  Broken and lost, I found the ultimate fix.  My heroine, with the E added!  My foolish fallacies and poor choices were no match for her patience, care, and tender heart.  She's my new fix, that I'm fixated on.  Her love is as feathers drifting softly, like morning dew on the grass.  I am nurtured and cared for.  I belong to her, and for the first time, myself.  She understands.

Innocence, in infamy.  Got burned by the devil and touched by an angel.  She was always waiting for me.  Patient discipline, devotion, sacrifice.  It inspired me to slay the dragon and saved the princess.  A crimson embrace - love, wine, and lips.  No more plumes of blood.  She sweetened my bitter end, and now, I'm just beginning.  Together, we conquer the world.