words by dominic riccitello

in sheets i stay warm from the ice of his nature
two bodies twined in lossless emotion
we’re spinning in virtue of mountain hues
hidden like the dark side of the moon
talking in past to save ourselves from hatred
echoing thoughts from walls we crawled to
damp sorrow in the seas of our salt
dangling men like villains in rapids we reap
i lie amongst the animals in night
wondering if cheap wine could make it alright
i hear the laughter of a distant background
his voice rings with the wind behind trees
a smile in the back of my mind
remembering his thoughts at bay
screaming noise in seas i swam from
lied in sheets to stay warm from the cold
but cold is at a bodies touch
such nature is almost close enough
where evil lies in bed with you
views mix and music relays
sounds of torture align with hues
mountains blues only make sense
when distance brings truth
and souls from the past
laugh with secrecy
in plain view