sticky fingers on

Rich Satin

with stained sleeves

and wordless apologies.

This stretching existence

is caught between the choice

of poisoned honey

or sugared arsenic.

mad maladies

with twisted after tastes

and satirical melodies

are stretched like skin

over empty bones.

this haunting reprisal

of ceaseless vengeance

Dripped in Atonement

can never be enough.