I crawl outside these walls of sanity

And lick those scissors on my skin

And trick their marvelous coy chastity

To gob my woes convoyed by a grin

Unfolded words of remission

Inscribed with merciless dignity

Unhallowed rimes of cold passion

Ignited by glum calamity

I crawl outside these walls of sanity

And lick those scissors on my skin

And trick their marvelous coy chastity

To gob my woes convoyed by a grin

We chose the words

We chose the scarlet ink

In silent anger we bequeathed

The woes of ends to come

We've come to take your lives

We've coma to ravage

Relentless prayers of rejoinder

Abhorrent volleys of curse

Redemptive prose of expulsion

Abort the sense from every verse

They chose the swords

They chose the game in violent greenness they beseeched

Release that never came

We've come to and your lives

We've coma to kill the savage

The savage in you