Wanton

Licentious, breathless omnibus

Cruel and pridefully obvious

Distastefully promiscuous

But however glorious

And a certain penchant for the malevolent illustrious

Fathomless joy in this journey remorseless

In a sea of wanton wills and sheer rejoice

The spring of ghastly thrills remorse

The undead forces vicariously guiding the dying quills

Of letters buried signed to the

Wanton

Beautiful and calm

Bitterly longed and eternally

Wanton

Blissfully forgone

Ready to rot into the end of the world

I see a carousel of stained headless portraits

Faded shrines of paradoxical epithets

Whose eyes have now joined mine

And haunt the mirrors of the mansion that has locked my mind

Oh dismal wanton

Beautiful and calm

Bitterly longed and eternally

Wanton

Blissfully forgone

Ready to rot into the end of the world

A cruel rhizome plants the seeds of dismal bliss

Sprouting bubonic flowers in gardens forgotten

And bring forth lies from which we all abided

Exterminate the hemlock to whom we're all devoted

Bring out the pyres

Rejoice with the wicked