Dark Mansion

I live on another plane
Fulfilled my wishes,
In merlot dreams
Surviving the extremes
of existence in pain

I come from alleys
From sad, dead bushes
from bus stops
Avoiding the night cops
I stick to dark valleys

I'm on an unspoken trek
Ears filled with swooshes
and whispers
Damning the dead sister
Angels skipped this train wreck

In the distance I can see
A dark, stone mansion
Lovers past
Hand-in-hand they cast
Themselves to the sea

The dark mansion is too far
For my tired disease
My lips quiver
Recalling the Tigris River
And the ritual char

I wake from a haunting dream
Naked, wet and cold
I did not
Wait for them to rot
Some bodies float upstream

I stand at the iron gate
of the ancient mansion
Locked without
I kick, curse and shout
I'm missing a key trait

I pass into eternity
Moments of a new dawn
A strange body
Cloaked in dirty and shoddy
Clothes floats above me

You are too late to enter
This profane property
Go wander!
Until Judgment you'll maunder
So long, Dead Sinner!


Terrazzo Spiccoli © Jun 18,'09