Nausea at the sight of stagnation
Expressed with ostentatious affection
Repulsion at declarations of undying love
Greeted with warm n wet embraces
Mild grimaces at the halitosis
Camouflaged with mere smirks
Stinging vitriol in glass beads
Passed of as omnipresent twinkling
And the venemous draught i drink with
The pleasure of a honey-suckled elixir
Frozen intestines begin to squirm
As the scars resume their daily itch
The moon has returned to its abode
Of swirling black ethereal truth
The temporary interlude between real
And unreal must have its lifetime
Scabbed and practised hands i raise
And roughly peel of the dried-up mask.