Crisp waterfall
Glistening
Shimmering
like a deluge of uncut diamonds
all dazzling
the kind of priceless treasures that could never be valued
Never be calculated
Validated by hope
by a faith that had long since been vanquished
but never forgotten
a sanctuary of Crystalline diameters
free of parameters
vast ocean of concentrated riches
halfway house of replenishment
this fountain of embellishment refreshes
lessens the ache
pays respects at the wake
and with delicate fingertips presses
wide awake now
smiles no longer so easy to fake now
but then why would one try
feel it vital to lie
when pride is no longer at stake now
for it cleanses
deep in the pores it adores
and its bedside manner is splendid
never once is its rally upended
this heavenly body
wouldn’t hear of such folly
as it’s not here to take inventory
will not hear of the latest sob story
no rasp in its tone
as it grasps to the bone
births its essence within
raising hope to full grown
skin becomes shadow
a veneer
insincere
every ventricle narrows
just to play puppeteer
hold it close for caress
like a Geisha’s silk dress
and through all its kind clinging
I can hear angels singing
chorus line impolitely declines
a treaty that’s already been signed
it has found technicality
in surrendered vitality
and won’t see its defendant robbed blind
so crisp
this Waterfall
so brisk
the shortfall
to a bed of pale lilies
flecked in dust and grey ash
intent not on prising a gash
vicious geyser of blood
not a drop of which spills
as the daintiest hands have a view to this kill
and are chancing both arms to embalm
formaldehyde fancy
this divine necromancy
breathes life where there’s death
before kissing each breath
steals away what’s already been lost
and with diamonds its sweet lips are glossed
a mezzanine of frozen teardrops dispersed
such is its thirst to devour
spitting out rotten cores
through each highly strung pore
like the first day of sales
end of days now prevailed
as this diamond white galleon sets sail
destination
Unknown
as the sea has its secrets
but wherever she chooses to blow
I shall coast on each wave
to my diamond strewn grave
just to feel each crisp waterfall flow
Ah Keeper. Your mind. It’s a scary wonderful place to be xo