Black Bird Fly
elusive Beethoven
never
knowing
trust,
rapture
escaping
forming
the
abyss,
red, black, blue
oils
seeing
creating
pain,
candy
white cross
junk
euphoric
escapes,
all designing
the
trench
of
instant release,
more, more
more
never
ending
more,
light’s
alluring
darkness
sucks in
the
promise,
residue
is but
pain
evolving
into,
a
fractured
manic
soul,
the casualty
of
erasing
pain
Drew Frederic