Matilda green Frankenstein lover
spectacular aurora borealis

where do the colors fly?

in my eyes
in the sky
on lightning bolts like glorious steeds
they gallop through my mind

touching
feeling
sensing awe

wrapped in cobalt
blue steel grin
my powder keg thoughts release again

focus on the butterfly
it’s teeth ensnared in blood
talons flash from velvet sheaths
lunar tilts the tide and mood

calm and quiet, the sparks that fuels
awake and last-gasp thrashing
someone’s face in nowhere now
alone in dark surpassing

brightness on the manic side
grit your teeth and smile
it’s how you wear the needful face
to please the masses mild

so pass along your stolen faith
epiphanies are solely centered
a fade to past will dwell in hope
the mercilessness now has ended

Broken angel walking
loping footdrag hinder
his soul of doubt, reeks
sharp tang of slow decay

Hungry ghosts hunting
wander for want of the willing
clutched hand and finger claw
snatching hopes in tatters

Lightness of spirit
sweetest of flavors
patchwork self-penance
bitter on tongue tip

Scarlet vision target
intensity of beam
circle light spot
neglectful of rest