The Models Mortal Scream Poem by Madrason .

I hear Models
Mortal screams,
Melissa Honey
For a psychopath
The insects bite
Into his guts
His inner wrath
And insecurity
Which started out
With Hasjiesj, LSD
Ending in DNA
A rope a bag
A Komo black
With Yellow
From this fellow
Sweeney's poetry
And works of art
Which tore apart
And he did dream on
Killing his demon
He suckled from
The honeybees
He's met,
He fled
Crying
All alone
Denying
There in
His prison
Bed.

Madrason aug 14 2013