Index . Texts of Brandon MacSuibhne

Flight

The dark caress of night slivers through my skin
I’ll spread my arms and ride the stars, my wings of velvet sin
Flying so freely through the fog, never to displace
The horrifying images of hate and pain branded on my face

My lust for sorrow cannot be denied, I embrace my misery
Upon the cemetery sky, the moon is cold like Bathory
The wind blows cold upon my flesh, I shiver in my flight
Far above the canopies, the dark below is beautiful in the wrap of night

My mind is screaming suffering as I spiral through the mist
I just wish to experience a dark romantic kiss
A kiss so cold and delicate, my mouth turns numb with delight
A kiss that means so much to me I’m shaken in my flight

This picturesque scene of darkness and tranquility
Almost makes me forget my pain, almost complete humility
But then I see the stars so high, I begin to cringe
For one second of my life, I forgot I was human

I drop down from the high, ravaging summer sky
And place my feet upon damp soil, I hear the echoes of a cry
That cry came inside my brain, and I finally realize why
No matter how far I travel, I’ll never know another erotic high

And so I tread on and on in this stinking mire
Wasting away my love and life, burning in my mental fire
The distance seems so close to me
The distance ---- misery


Copyright 2003 Brandon MacSuibhne

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