The Drink

The Swells Bursting Like Bubbles
Each Tasting of Tears
From Longing To Yearning
I indulge the Troughs
Dirty to the Eye
Imagine what it Must Taste
Cloudless Calmness Cracks
Till it Breaks
Wills Now Wishing
Hooking For there gods
Wild as Ivory and Bludgeoned for Fancy
This Hollowed out Hell Floods Ever Deeper
Circle Meets in Infinite Spinning
Prayer Returning
Rewound and Recycled
Facing the Serene within the Surreal
A Pageant of Color
A Pallete of Salt
Doubt Now Forgotten Behind Swollen Eyes
Hope Left Unspoken
Constricting the Cries
Floating Away While it Destroys us
Yawning
It Manifests Inside of Us
Seeing Beyond What can Guide us