3 Eyes Bleed In Ecliptic Isolation

I. Contextually

I cut your mother's jugular
Bathed in her sickness
And drank the sad death
To vomit at the sight of life

She raped me with a dildo
Rug-burn anal retention
Someday I'll lube up her head
And fuck her in the throat

II. Literalism

The swinging man weeps
Sliding in a thick breeze
Vaseline eyes and tears
Forget to dry in preoccupation

Warden blows his nose
In a slimy, red handkerchief 
Once was white on both sides
Stainless seams diverging death shades

III. Symbolism

Three fish float in a cracker bowl
Two children eat in a nursery rhyme
One toy-box hides from a phantom fetus
Zero lovers live to flourish an ocean

Candles melt while holding hands
Draping wicks in blinding warmth
Self-extinguished misery music
Too old, too late, too submerged