the bottle's full I need a chaser

1)

odes     broken bones as a heart
angels harken travelers about the beast

love

demanding art     the theatre of pity   joy   jealousy
and secrets in the dark

at long last     the archer makes their mark

competing for attention       distraction plays it's part

2)

angels scream
in plight for an answering call
messages        travel the distance

articles    lay adrift
clothing for our bodies

nakeness is a sin

3)

however the devil     my kin
how should these days begin

the end of a tunnel?
which way do we look in a bare struggle

a complicated puzzle

pride in ruin

behold where the doom is

4)

cryptic norse codes
keep me uniform

as they break
into hectic ideas    sculpted for her kin

while my veins stay ablaze

5)

complexion is torn asunder
the roars of a viscious thunder
homicidal sun rays lay waste to her petals
where I forgot to polinate

the double helix of my heart
crazed every scientist 

bruce banner or mr hyde
no standard   no time

cold anger refuses      to subside
as my ego stays    in a grand upside

my principle sways like terrains in heavy landslides

6)

giving away
my final words

seems an easy way 
to chase down the vodka in stride