It Almost Looked Human

With raiment bedecked by the grey, cloudfilled sky and the larks song pouring
 on the dying day the chain upon my limbs, groping the fleshless wounds,
 devoured the yearning bowels of compassion from foetal darkness.
 Sleep derived from falling to escape breathless depths
 where the dreamless pursuit is shattered, fused by contrivance
 from stained womb, drowning in the air so thick with deceit
 that the vapours of passion drop to your feet.
 "From this angle it almost looked human
 But the hole in the ocean just swallowed me up"
 Down here you may hear a sharpened scream
 forming featureless, enfettered states
 that have me tearing the walls of danger
 down here all is dark and dazzling
 Slain by bliss and grief I kissed the raindrop on your taut, wooden cheek to reveal an empty cry that passed
 in the swaying of the breeze.