John Morrison is back in the ring and back to sharing his poetic stylings with fans. In his latest dark and brooding masterpiece entitled “Sweet Pain,” the bard Morrison writes about arousal, penetration, and throbbing enlightenment. No, really. See for yourself:

The waning mystery of love.
Cuts, pulverizes, wounds,
as dawn creates day.

Roses are evil, Daisies are death;
The adored nameless; avarice.
Symphony of arousing shrapnel,
penetrates the still heat of the mid day sun

The heart shaped swan;
pests, jackals, demons
feast on throbbing enlightenment.
Kind clouds drink the light.

Sweet darkness
Sweet horror
Sweet Pain!

Anyone else feel a little icky after reading that? Sweet pain indeed!