Art Without Beauty


You are a useless art:
a waste of space & air.
Gobble the metaphors that I left

behind

because you are no longer wanted.
And it's just another tryst,
another Deer Dance
forsaking the Lamb.

Your fires are cold
so you try to steal my warmth
while I melt metal doors.

Alone

forever and all time
loses you

because you were never
more than a

memory.