I rest upon my bloody knees removing indignation;
'Tis my role within these walls to purge my resignation.
Captured insane brain obsessed by mental masturbation;
To release my will I seek a muse to cede my putrefaction.
Temptress of my mind I freely plead for your kind heart;
Inside this fractured psyche rests a soul infused with art.
I pluck thorned rose with baited breath and place it on your breast;
As Lazarus was gifted life, I pray remove my death!
The rose emits a quality like babe before the breach;
Held within your mighty heart the rose permits life's reach.
I'm swaddling babe with screaming voice in search of nomenclature;
My war within my unkempt mind must win against my nature.
Please keep this rose inside of you my complex loving muse;
If rose doth wilt inside of you my edict is to lose.
I consecrate myself to thee for sweet monastic time—
Time fulfilling prophecy like grapes majestic wine.
A wine through supplication leaves me questioning my God;
As wafer chokes within my throat that burns the lightning rod.
'Tis this burn you douse with a Vesuvius hot kiss;
Gifted words you speak to me extinguish confused bliss.
O heart filled muse so pure of gold my life rests in the balance;
Place me on your alter dear Hypatia my talents.
Dreams no longer darken night as light wafts through my door—
A peaceful calm lifts the child who was but wicked whore.
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an edited post of a previous deletion
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