Chapter 13: Hesitation

Hollow tress resemble my attraction
Stable but devoid of soul or purpose
My stars have all ebbed from the sky
The light I seek is barely existent
And your frozen form infects me
From sculptured body I gain satisfaction
Temporary as truth leads to abscess
Crying out missing names why
Should I be linked to one so decadent
But I enjoy your lack of efficacy
Perfect in body you seem to embody
All I’ve struggled against
Form without function
Beauty with no bones
Attracted to the gaudy
Display you’ve slowly rinsed
Through every simple junction
Structured with stones
Simply placed about my purgatory
The hell I’ve accepted as necessary
Abandoned to magazines
You live the life they’ve shown
My irredeemable ice queen
All chance blown
What am I to do
Purple due to ice cream having no bones