the descendant of demise
collecting the ephemeral
an ode to evanescence
emulating false ideals
from the cradle to the end
he ignites the greatest fireworks
in deference of resurrection
to honor the lifeless
beholden to worship d**h
longing for eternal wisdom
restless reckoning
the lost needle in the hay
circular stains in crimson red
well-versed in the ways of lust
well-versed in the ways of d**h
white light blinds the innocence
when a lost childhood ends
the bright eyes of nostalgia
skipping in the afterglow
dressed in perfect symmetry
surrounded by the scent of solitude
sophisticated moving shades
like moths in the spotlight
repeatedly chanting a ritual
an invocation of the stars