Ode to mortality

"I will soon start to read poetry
Uh... Might as well start about now"

If my lungs can withstand these filth icicles
The angels dust across the land of false prophets
Maybe I clutch my poetry tighter
Just to feel like these walls are still listening to drama
Don't bother the carpenter, there soon he plays harbinger
He couldn't shake the moccasin a moniker
They only know him from watching upon their monitor
Maybe they'll cop a feel of a feeling from brain opera

Life is an homage to death
These cousins never kissed, nor laid in the bed to rest
I sketch breath with sharp and broken pencils
The message is permanent, it's been etched into the mental

"What do you think about the stars in the sky?"
I'll be seeing them soon
"...In the, in the sky?"
"It's okay, I guess"

My skin is drenched in shadows
But it's high noon and I'm on the back of a camel
Thirst is just an essence the devil is whispering
As I slip into a room with a fountain, running rivers of gin
See what you can have if you just loosen your grip
The noose is just a rope and the pupil is just a drip
Seeking light in the the darkness
The dog in me is barking

I procure drops of dark matter
It's pure oceanic space inside my eyelids
The planets are in my iris
Bronze light beams gold, king midas
They duck diving, eat riches like pretty wives
You never felt alive if you've never died
My bones never ache and my song never cries
I fall weightless in the wake of greatness

Life is an homage to death
These cousins never kissed, nor laid in the bed to rest
I sketch breath with sharp and broken pencils
The message is permanent, it's been etched into the mental

"What do you think about the stars in the sky?"
I'll be seeing you soon
"...In the, in the sky?"
"It's okay, I guess"