Temptation

I remember the past
Crackling like a fire within my pants
Surrounded by blackened stones and overgrown paths
Plunging like a dirty condom into the moth filled air raising ever higher
Around the warmness and inner wealth
Around the freedom won from my consciousness and inner filth
And being alone
Dripping in the distance like piss from grass blades
Or toilet paper from wooden rolls
Or the skin from my bones
All this gleaming like mystified silhouettes
Dancing inside the drunken shadows of squalor around a picture perfect with bliss
Crying in the darkness, in abysses of tears faded
I was dressed in black slacks
And this was returning and slipping away all in the same breath
To you other dungeon rats
You are nothing more than dick gnats
Swarming around your head
Freshly washed for this new day in urine
The strands still dripping with the aroma and lukewarm fester
Of that golden spray
You all armed with feeding sacks as you inter your tissues soft skin

Into your deepening crack
Until you've come upon your within
You try to keep them away by swaying and sweeping with your hands

Still they prey upon you
Like ocean water upon the land
Upon the speckled sorrows
Until it has been forever and after all tomorrow's
Have come and seen their day
Forever after every drunken follower has laughed and come and been laid