Point your finger down at the river, dip the point in.
Watch the life-water meander around your docile stump.
Follow the snaking streams of
An unnerving love with a childish gaze.
Trace the double-ended bastard sword of an
Unjust existence; with your eyes.
They can't feel it.
They never do.

Cry a little harder,
Lose sense in your perceptual peons,
Commanded to see the dry rivers of corruption,
Dense with apathetic sabotage.
The work of modern day atheroma terrorists
Hidden under a fleshy, freckled guise.

Go back, to the time when rivers under your skin
Flowed with a great intensity.
When the rhythm rhymed with itself,
Did a little dance, as it pirouetted through your chest.
Remember when the illustrious boom-call of the red, muscular provider made waves;
The poignant needle of life, making its own hole in this pin-board world.
That was when I loved you.

Breathe in,
Take the toke.
Inherit the shorter life-span of your cylindrical friend.
Present the world with your two fingered salute, show it your appreciation.
Let your fuming temptations scorch the seas
As you suck your life
Short.

Kill the dancer,  
I don't love you anymore.
Feed the cancer.
I will breed you forevermore.

Let the enemies of state wage war
On your flooded plains where the end,
Feels naivety shake hands with your slimy riverbank;
Playing the puppeteer with a charred old friend.
Lurch as it settles down to slumber,
Obstructing dreams of a farfetched wonder.
Take this oxbow, long and slender,
And shoot me through this stuttering heart.
Sticky memories of friendly betrayal
Block the handshake from my heart,
But cry me a small tobacco tear
When my seas will finally part.