The Alchemist Dreams
When the righteous and content sleep soundlyI creep into gardens and steal the GoldfishBlissfully unaware of impending fateAs they meander in the ornamental pondsOf SuburbiaSavagely ground down to a fine powderSmelted to a noble metal and beaten into aWedding Ring for the intended heart With the rising damp peeling wallpaperSmiling cherubs deformed by moistureI harvest the silverfishCatching the scurrying and picking theCurious out of old books expanded andDistorted by tears and curiositySavagely ground down to a fine powderSmelted to a noble metal and beaten intoHoop earrings that glint the poison love reflects The Copper Shark has no need to apologizeFor taking a bite out of your oversized emotionsNo jewelry to create out of fine powderNo sharkskin boots or beltsPreserving appendages more importantThan the passing phases of fashionsThat carve love out of the dreams of alchemists