Decadent Cabaret - with Lilliputian, Crimsin and Everavalon

Decadent cabaret of perverse and solicitation  
in the brothels of bohemians night's visitation  
intoxicated by La Fée Verte, Absinthe anesthesia    
In Death's Karaoke, kicking a can down the road    
 
narrowing the provocation of an undertaker dance  
emulsifying what is wrought in the darkness  
amidst the stifle in the parlour hall  
bellied laughs in the tenor of truculence  
fists stiffened In ripening engagement  
 
fastidious lines quaking from thy lips  
I so adore the deluge of envy  
that moistens the collar  
and rests lowly on my chin  
I am flavoured by these fables  
 
touched by the obelisk of the unicorn    
of shadows in doorways and cobblestones  
with cuttlebones and ambrosial's grog  
to awaken the nogging of my head  
 
listening to the clogging of a ruptured hernia  
bedeviled by a harlot's kiss and cutlery lass  
with a pewtered moon gone to my head  
beneath my bewildered fez  
 
born by the pipe and bedpan sap  
from crackery of Mother Superior's nap    
now a cabaret philosopher    
with more pocket lint than 'losophy    
 
funambulist dancing with a silky blindfold  
wobbling on the peak of annihilation's edge  
hammered haphazard blithely chasing corruption  
in Death's Karaoke, chirping to the herd  
 
on a seductive slope, luring you to the cliff  
slipping into the magnetic pitch black  
eroding your sanity with nips of flames  
becoming wingless under the mercy of storms  
 
seeking shelter in shadows  
my sulk has come to an end  
seeking nightmares in visions  
 
my soul will affect you  
should you follow  
inflicting my evil  
I will seduce your pain  
you will ache in thick moments