Thursday, October 20, 2011


The pleasantries of Solariums
Are like the basking renewal
A sinner takes in
Knowing all past deeds have been

The wonder of Solariums
Exist in the glassy light,
The crystalline shades
of sun’s harmonic face

Convalesce my dear felon:
For the revocation is at hand,
The sweet turn of watery caress

For the unspeakable,
Soon shall be versed,
Rejuvenating in Its absolution

…And a final song will fill the rafters high

…And a coda plays, from within Solarium

1 comment:

  1. This one just flowed so well rom beginning to end, just rolled of the the tongue, read it twice it was so fun, guess I got double the cleansing of myself, maybe my ego can now fit on a shelf..haha