The Youth

THE YOUTH

the growing color, the growing soul
rampant and capable
So wildly mobile
boiling, brimming
ferociously howling
Venomously twisting
tangled in its own potent, pillared, Power
indulgently absorbed in an increasing mania
Blatant masturbation
A wide spread mass encomposing all below
and detailed pricise edges
vile, long thin fingers
scheming in corruption and plotting evil
thin curls leaking from the flame
Borderless and functional flamboyant vitality
yet expertly crafted like the delicate porcelin