"Disjointed Fingers"

""Disjointed Fingers" Poem."
The title comes from the fact that the words to this came sorta brokenly (hence disjointed) to me, as well as the fact that it talks about fingers. La. I haven't even reread it after i wrote it, so, there you have it. Fresh off the press. Wrote it in this window even! La. La twice.
*HUGS*

Red gold ring finger,
Singing through another night
To blast away the dream seeds
Feeding with all their might.
Deep teeth in this brain coil,
Spoil the milk as it rots where it stands,
Understand that I'm tying my hands
Keep from cutting the deep veins
Straining to hold a life together.
Never wanted nothing but the loving of the self
Destructiveness. Irresponsibility, quick to be
To annihilate me, assure existance by destroying
Own subsistance?
Red gold ring finger,
Singing to a blood red moon,
Soon to be nothing but a shadow
Marring the horizon.
At the end of the day, the sun always wants to sink,
I'll drink to that.