White Beauties

White beauties,
Shone only in an expanse of pitch dark,
Drift away into oblivion,
Escaping from the clutches of my heart,
They shine on,
Never ending,
Close to the eye,
And yet far from this part,
Breaking dawn into other worlds,
While howls of beasts break the silence in mine.

Oh, you white beauties,
Won’t you descend onto this lifeless gloom,
Make the rock worth residing on,
Break the chains, from which I’m bound,
Unnecessary pints are disappearing, white beauties,
These pints were dearer,
a long time ago,
Come near, white beauties,
come nearer and nearer.

No, you white beauties,
Tread no closer,
You’ve burnt my eyes,
you’ve dried up my rock,
yet you still hang there,
now whiter than ever before,
you consume souls, white beauties,
you’re harbingers of death,
In a world where only darkness exists,
White beauties, you’re the reason,
Crimson red flows from my rock,
Melting everything in sight,
I must say goodbye, white beauties,
before my jaw goes up in flames.

Fleeting Memories

So you finally come to me,
and sing a medley of love songs,
but to me,
it sounds like vultures searching for blood,
you are no minstrel,
But have intentions like that of the Pied Piper,
I lie, retrospecting, and the heroin kicks in,
Lying on a bed of air, I dream of carcass,
a carcass inhering in a field of disappointment,
being hunted by lost dreams and unwanted offspring,
rock solid ground below, wavering souls above,
the body dissolves into the ground,
the soul remains, now another amongst the billions,
preaching about the truth of life like a newbie,
while millions more rise from dissolved bodies,
coming to preach only some more,
the heroin wears off, I wake,
your face fleeting from my memory as it were here only a few moments back,
newspaper on the table, dated a month ago,
your face in the autopsy,
a knife with dried blood remains,
my fingerprints on it.