your poison is like honey for my soul

that sweet sedative venom makes me whole

pale horizons coming down

nothing but a stranger in this...

lights keep shifting

floating patterns across my face

orbs still dripping

a salty cure for bitter days

slither slowly

pass the sadness across the room

slither gently

shaping god within the gloom

time keeps passing

like ashes riding on the storm

faith keeps failing

under siege of the locust swarm

lead is melting

slithers down my silver skin

hope is dying

it opens up what hides within