Livid Child With A Golden Fringe

Smitten by unrivaled vexation
Caught in insatiable arms
I am swept away in a roused dance
I close my eyes
And let the shadows take me over
Drifting within inauspicious, bleeding clouds
I'm wrapped up in ebon

Thrown beyond taunting hatred
I remain undaunted
I am unperturbed
Refusing to give in
To this tempting debility

For underneath the wings
I chose to spread in full glory
I refuse to cast an equal shadow
I control the raging fury
I capture the insane laughter
Closed up in a golden box
And thrown in the lap
Of an unmarred virgin

And beneath these faded dreams
These murmured reminisces
Beneath guileless thoughts
I open my eyes
And shed an imperturbable light
Casting neither shadow
Nor dark
I unlock these stifling arms
With gloating disgust
I lead the dance
For the first time in my ill-starred life
Boasting the light

Yet one thing remains
In draped shadows
And perpetual ebon

Impossible to be purified
By a mere golden box
For my ravened soul
Persists and endures
Tainted
For all eternity

'Livid Child With A Golden Fringe' JoSav 2002

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