i wish i could wiggle my arms

I wish I could wiggle my arms
under this boundless sky.

I’m lost in transcendent drunkenness,
a fool with a mind.
Synapses firing with alcoholic fervor,
I lie motionless.

The cigarette ashes on my cheek
As I puff with my eyes closed,
But not for too long.

I must stop the dark from spinning.

Wandering and wondering in wanderlust,
I hope we last forever.
I wish you were here now.

But C’est la Vie!
I’ll make do,
and I’ll make do
in accompanied solitude soon.

I see double as autocorrect corrects.
I close my eyes as the sky shuffles.
I fade to black, wondering what tonight will hold.

I kinda like Depeche Mode

Claudius Escher Wyatt
Claudius Escher Wyatt

Now you might give me condemnation,
As just another John the Revelator,
But I’m looking for a higher love.
I may have done wrong,
But you have nothing to fear.
You look at me,
I feel you.
You see me dressed in black,
Waiting for the night.
I just want to see you,
The sweetest perfection,
And no longer be locked in chains.
As for now,
I’ll suffer well,
I’ll leave in silence.
And I’ll just take a pain that I’m used to.

I found an old poem of mine about a stripper, and am probably going to work on a painting to go with it. Stay tuned