delicious decay

Place of Peace

Do you know where to find me?
When I am lost inside the labyrinth
Of my own psyche
I can always be found in the woods
The fading sun’s golden light
Filtering through years of growth
Touching the moss
Illuminating the heavy, clean air.
I could wander here for an eternity
Finding peace and beauty.

Some may find solace
In the tumultuous sea
Where waves mimic
The tossing of their souls
And the brine can cleanse
The darkest, dankest parts
Of their minds and hearts.

I flourish in the musk of the forest
Barefoot and barehanded,
Touching and absorbing the earth.
Tip toe dancing on wet decaying leaves.
Lying beside the fallen rotten tree
That still holds so much life inside.
Wrapping my arms around it like a lover.

The trees are my companions.
They listen without judgement
Offering support
Without asking for release
From the burden of my heavy heart.
I could wander here for an eternity.
Showering in the rain
Fed by the Mother

Finding nourishment
In the way lichen spreads on the rocks
Appearing random, growing on a whim
Finding rest in sturdy boughs
And comfort in tiny toadstools
Drawing strength from
Delicious decay and
Resplendent rebirth
Of the woods

Tragedy ridden, never fit in, and sweet now
A pie gone so quickly, would it knock at the store?
Fidgeting itty bitty master watches “Oh what a tasty pie”

Sprawling and crawling down the body and throat
Melting away the decaying and delicious flavor
Drink in and sink in every bit of your life
I’m hungry for your pies

Hey, it’s all that you had wanted and more
And then you stared a scary glare into my cake

A bleeding tragic tart before me and I’m starving

You’re in the belly of the beast
Love and your ego rest in peace
And the “sweet” little you, will soon then be born anew
Just a dessert by now I am loving it I cant deny but

Crying to god you scream out “Why?”
“Stop this already” you just whine
Will you suck it up now? This fate cannot be unwound

Succeeding, succeeding, succeeding, dessert-to-be, can’t wait to meet

cake, dessert, and, pie and, think and, eat on the ground now
They fall so in love then watch it come falling down
Softly he’s snickering, the smiling dessert
“How tasty can they be?”

Ah ta-ta-tell me why I can’t get enough
Gotta break it, the shaking cakes that never give up
Haunting their tauntingly inadequate slice
I’m buried in their mass

Right, it’s living in you, crawling inside?
The power digging deep, able to “taste their sweets”

In this cold as stone, real tragedy, you’d be the queen

Cheers to the years and cakes you made
Love and your ego slip and taste
Tasty meals all around as they come billowing down
Back to page one where this story started really all sugary

“Please, give it back!” you screech and scream
“Stop this already” quite the plea
Oh you think that I care? Well life’s just one fated cake

Welcome to delicious, pitiful, fictional, reality

Ah what a stupid way to live
Try try again you just resist
Wanna turn back the page, reset the desserts on the fridge
Knock knock it down as you’re heaving

Howling, even louder eating

Ah what an ugly way live!
Don’t even ask me “Why” again
You’re just bleeding with cream, and doing time for the crime
Believing miracles empty, breaking into slices plenty

“Done with it all! I just don’t care”
Helpless and eating, you sit there

But that’s all I will say, THE END is fading away

Day after, day after, kids of tomorrow
Day after, day after, dinner
Day after, day after, day after, eat all the cakes!