The Iconoclast

Your sky falls forever
a black heart endeavor
the game of laissez-faire
aces in the air
your eyes stare forever
on the cold dry hereafter
hiding an affair
I swore was never there
it's over and under...and over and under...

In the city that never sleeps
you are the creature that never wakes
I thought you were someone else

scent of attrition
lean in to listen
"Resurrect the dead on Jupiter." she said.
times game is wasting
worldwide lambasting
a billion miles away
a deadly bird of prey
flies over and under and over

force fed my tongue every time
why are the words nonsense?