I STILL REMEMBER
Black mascara
rains down from Heaven
as snow melt & flesh
surrender their moisture;
painting themselves
with cobwebs
absinthe & nightshade.
Angry trees with bitter
fingers scratch the sky
while glitter strewn spiders
devour dainty jittery
lady bug addicts who
inject themselves with
innocence & sunshine
but learn only too late
that all that joy juice
was permeated
to no avail.
And when the trees
convulse & crumble
in a frozen wind
of Hell spawned panic...
When the snow of skin
erupts from within
& dark sparks are
all that we know...
The world -
It ends...
And all of the friends
that you thought wouldn't
leave you -
They go.
Gone from the world -
with chalk they were outlined...
Brothers & sisters
have left you behind...
Death & decay
are all that remain
inside of your mind
so that's what you became -
Goth boy in black
wearing always a shroud...
That's all the mourning
that this world allowed.
Written By Jason Wright
DECEMBER 27, 2001