Lying Figure In Mirror
_Second verse; Same as the first._ _Fingers green with rich infection, wayward veins of blank direction._ _Scrapping hope from broken minds, cradlingcurledcontentconfined!_ _Licking lips from blossomed hearts,_ _wistful whisp's and glazing...
Metamorphosis of Narcissus
_"Every man puts himself into God, and even God is a man, himself." -Anonymous_ Hmm? What's that you say? .... You mean this? I see. No one has ever asked that of me before. Why would you want to know about my life, my young friend? ......