Wanton

Licentious, breathless omnibus
Cruel and pridefully obvious
Distastefully promiscuous
But however glorious

And a certain penchant for the malevolent illustrious
Fathomless joy in this journey remorseless
In a sea of wanton wills and sheer rejoice
The spring of ghastly thrills remorse
The undead forces vicariously guiding the dying quills
Of letters buried signed to the

Wanton
Beautiful and calm
Bitterly longed and eternally
Wanton
Blissfully forgone
Ready to rot into the end of the world

I see a carousel of stained headless portraits
Faded shrines of paradoxical epithets
Whose eyes have now joined mine
And haunt the mirrors of the mansion that has locked my mind

Oh dismal wanton
Beautiful and calm
Bitterly longed and eternally
Wanton
Blissfully forgone
Ready to rot into the end of the world

A cruel rhizome plants the seeds of dismal bliss
Sprouting bubonic flowers in gardens forgotten

And bring forth lies from which we all abided
Exterminate the hemlock to whom we're all devoted

Bring out the pyres
Rejoice with the wicked