Gorgeous Creature Who resides in my belly

The gutters run to one mouth
strumming pitfall
these golden dragons
cementing bile
and hum the prisoner deep within
I am him.

Leaves mesh calling bones,
and I am not a fool
in these rains,
the structure drowns.
Within skin and thumbed slices of ligaments
her hands are climbing
to scream, to dance, to kill,
and I
unable to walk without legs
have only this bitten quill.
To seek locked-
whether my eternal includes death or
if it will let me away.

The importance of being stubborn

When I die I want you all to know I'll be living-
I do follow the bands one leg backwards.

Right before I wink off
I'll think "that's all?"
well, the only reason it wasn't sooner
was due to the fabulous excuses
you made for my brain.

If all's the same
I can hope to be
smiling greedily
croaking "I was right!"