RMC

The rainbow bent I lent I sent
sentiment and it’s what I meant.
For all the keys that freeze vent
on me please it puts me at ease since.

Tear the wall see the war inflame
the embattled who battle same,
seek recompense in things that don’t
make sense or seem sane.

Send me a view to a scene serene
and scream will the banshees I believe
that all rancor it will leave
and let us be free.

Take to asuage the age of primal fear
the years pile up and dissuade,
so I recall all that’s been in past falls so near
to me as close as the ink is here and I’m afraid.

So I’ll take it down and down again.
The clear liquor is quicker but smoke
I’ll inhale once and then
I’ll feel pain leave and I’ll feel afloat.

It rests my eyes I see a pillows comfort
as my head rests and skin is at ease.
Don’t let words desert overt
patterns it’s a pattern shoot as you please.

Blow up the vitriol let it flow,
flow like a flowing felt belt I melt
as my insides chide and I reside
two sheets to the wind and gentle felt.

All the overtures in the harmony feel
like that pain I don’t feel
for the best part of me is so real
and I can appeal to my higher power with zeal.

I know ecstasy and all it’s needs
I did so much I wanted but then not pleased
is the best part of me that I seek;
the resonance of medicine deep.

Give me a crutch I love it much,
the fucks up with so much stuff?
I love but in a synapse I see clear
when someone I love had been corrupt.

Don’t let convictions fail for today
as we slay this kind of way.
Where tilted is knowing soon
we return home where we play.