Art Account: SleentheBeast
Tidessupple slips her skin beneath iron palmsTides by 50ftBuddha
as fierce the whispers from greedy lips
plead without cease
as waves crash on barren shores
Savor Her Momentbehind locked doors and prison wallsSavor Her Moment by 50ftBuddha
the transparent heart does unfold
with tender kisses and forbidden words
inferno reveals a hidden girl
flames lick secret places
whispered words unmask faces
concealed from vicious world
till arson frees the girl
to feel the heat of true passion’s bliss
from first brush of knowing kiss
A Good SoldierWe are fearlessA Good Soldier by 50ftBuddha
We are fear full
Men to be forgotten in the depths
of our honor
to lay on the shields of virtue
and be anonymous.
unknown for the sacrifice of our hearts
on passion’s wicked blade.
Yet once more do we march into breached heart
and secure the front of faith and desire.
LazarusOld graves are better left undisturbedLazarus by 50ftBuddha
for the bones have settled at home in the soil.
Long days have past since flesh has been stripped away;meat gone to decay.
Till only foul dust to blind the eyes
and bare bones to choke on are buried
beneath fertile loam.
The dead only rise to live again in myths and legends. Time is far better spent frolicking in the meadow nourished on their bodies beneath the sun.