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With envy,
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art,
Buried to
The sad hilt…
Sheathed in a coat of blood;
Was it never enough?
The ice breaks in splinters
Of pent up lust, and hatred:
Caress me lovingly,
Provoke me carelessly,
Scar me remorselessly,
Kill me completely, but,
Bury me timidly.
With envy,
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art…
I cease, and
Disappear.
The heavy chains, falling,
Delicately killing
My hopes and dreams of a
Tomorrow, now buried
In sand forgotten, for
Eternity. Scarred; not
Healed, but wounded. Erase
From your mind, out of time
As for you, I’ve been.
Always.
With envy,
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art…
Plunge me through
The darkest
Depths of Hell.
Have me fade
From time.
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art,
Buried to
The sad hilt…
Sheathed in a coat of blood;
Was it never enough?
The ice breaks in splinters
Of pent up lust, and hatred:
Caress me lovingly,
Provoke me carelessly,
Scar me remorselessly,
Kill me completely, but,
Bury me timidly.
With envy,
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art…
I cease, and
Disappear.
The heavy chains, falling,
Delicately killing
My hopes and dreams of a
Tomorrow, now buried
In sand forgotten, for
Eternity. Scarred; not
Healed, but wounded. Erase
From your mind, out of time
As for you, I’ve been.
Always.
With envy,
I query.
To you who
Silent though
Breaking free;
Who with glee
In one hand,
And sharpened
Spear, polished,
In another.
Through my heart,
Work of art…
Plunge me through
The darkest
Depths of Hell.
Have me fade
From time.
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Somnium
I hadn't slept for three days. I could hear colours; blues whispered in my ears, tales of melancholy. I sat curled in that red walled room as the moon watched in; his eye golden, round, like low hung fruit. It felt so easy to reach, to pluck out of the sky shards of dew, to hold my hands up against the warming sun, to drink that milky inner city fog and to pretend pretend that I could dream in four dimensions.
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chill 2.0
friday night vibes are
a dialogue
between streetlamp
and sidewalk.
i am the strobe and
i spin again,
bullet-mouthed,
and so you tell me
to bite down.
you,
you reason,
are a good enough explanation,
expectations entrenched
insinuations undressed
on earth that feels too much like paper.
you,
you reason,
are good enough for a lulling conversation,
consolations congregating
up there for your consideration
up there with your condescension
condescension, condescension—
this is your slipping confession?
no.
this is the slip into heavy summer
when bitter winds still bite you
softer than i ever could.
this is the saturdays and sundays
eating i
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Endless
Memories so visceral
I can still taste them,
like the salty sweet wash of your skin
after a slow morning run
in the dancing summer rain.
Eyes a shade of amber,
golden flakes glowing in the warmth
of a crackling fire,
your lips parted like an envelope
I'm aching to seal.
Words whispered silently,
a tender glance exchanged,
an undulation of emotion,
a burst of color and a blast of light,
two lone figures unite.
Hands in the dirt,
knees in the slushing mud,
battle weary and fatigued,
I trudge step by step
toward the peak of this moment,
a banner raised,
emblazoned with your name.
For I'd rather die on the hill,
swathed in the regalia of my d
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Just wow!!
"Sheathed in a coat of blood;
Was it never enough?
The ice breaks in splinters
Of pent up lust, and hatred:
Caress me lovingly,
Provoke me carelessly,
Scar me remorselessly,
Kill me completely, but,
Bury me timidly."
Awesomely composed!
"Sheathed in a coat of blood;
Was it never enough?
The ice breaks in splinters
Of pent up lust, and hatred:
Caress me lovingly,
Provoke me carelessly,
Scar me remorselessly,
Kill me completely, but,
Bury me timidly."
Awesomely composed!