Sin

It can begin with goodbye,“But the ending is a lie.“Like a trick birthday candle -- no matter how hard you try“To blow it out, the light burns.“Childhood truth spent big earns“Space for waste, want and concerns“Of itself none can handle “No matter how the heart years.“We're left with only questions “And our dreams filled with mansions“Haunted with blank reflections “And the touch of a vandal“On our tender affections.“In the name of the father“Or the madness of the mother“Echoes talk to each other “Of familial scandals“That held the walls together,“And those were simpler times. “Now, it seems nobody minds“Spectating the wheel that grinds“All sorts like it's a channel“Some cunt insomniac finds “At 3am on t.v.“The one with pornography;“Pretty girls and sodomy“Map the forsaken annals“Of what we have come to be“And the watcher enjoys it.“Mouth of hell, drooling a bit, “Smiles. Lickerish lips split,“Showing teeth that time cancels.“Grinning cannibal of shit“Keks at us no matter what.“Keks at us no matter what . . .“