Mudhouse

Peel off my clouds,
Gnaw through my earth's flesh to the bone
'til there is nothing but mud
Wicked beings, you
Masticate my energy flow


Silly fools
you are,
You destroy yourselves
For I am the giver of life and it's life you take


Thanks to you all
my floors are muddy-
made by tears, which you've penetrated from my
purple irises


Moon has lost interest
in me,
the beauty I once posessed is raped from the tree's roots
by the knives of your nature


Helius burns pocket-holes
through the sky like demented
star-bursts
yet the stars no longer kiss me goodnight
nebulaes no longer sing to my blooms, the seasons
are gray, inconsistent of blue foundation
so i rake hail
from my eyelids.
Blocks and blocks of bloodstorms.


                    I have more lives than three million cats,
And more than three million times I must die
 I must drown whatever
      catharsis is left so
                                 they won't bleed their
purity like a
      virgin reaping roses from their
                                   immaculate roots.
Bleed of
mortality,
My own home is my grave, nno one annihilates me in it but me,
so i must drown,
drown 'til i can drown no more, Poseidon may your
seas have my blessing
to keep me eternally water-bound
Beware.
My children.
My God. My Lucifer.
Beware.
Of the mudhouse.