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DemolitionI can feel the cracks in my soul,
The water of tears ran into my spirit--
Along with my heart.
Forcing those small fractures wide;
Inwardly I’ll just tumble down,
The breakages don’t show on the outside yet--
When the emotional bulldozers are done,
We shall see if anything is worth rebuilding.
PaleI’d be a fool to follow and to fall;
Your toxic love bad for both of us--
(or perhaps just for me.)
You had a zombie complexion,
With the ghosts of freckles
Scattered across porcelain cheeks.
Vampire elegance and banshee wild hair,
You moved sinuously with wraith-like steps
And beckoned with a siren voice.
With breaking heart and iron will
I walked away for good.
Food for the worms--
Regret just another coffin nail.
Butterfly...You wore butterflies.
On your fingers…
In your hair…
They fell fluttering from your lips in laughter,
Flowers in your cheeks
And fireflies in your eyes.
Elegant and almost untouchable;
A walking dream,
Like lacewings and mayflies.
You near convince me the fey-folk are real,
As your butterflies crawl into my stomach--
Deep into my chest with trembling wings.
This knight finally laid down arms
And lost the battle for a heart.
Winter CemeteryLittle angels play in the snowfall;
Upturned faces of laughing marble
The world paused.
Wing-ThiefI once thought you would fix my wings
And I would dream of soaring again;
Simply making me blind.
So I could no longer see the damage,
Or see your flaws,
Anesthetized and numb--
Sedated by silken lies
So I would no longer feel the pain,
So I couldn’t know what you did
Behind my back.
You muted me so I couldn’t question.
You never fixed my wings,
And never wanted to repair them.
Instead, you removed and stole them.
Unclear nightA blurry indistinct moon.
A smudged fingerprint of paint
On the rich navy blue of the night.
I remember its dust oceans,
As I sought out planets,
Dreamed of being an astronaut,
And named all the stars.
I can’t even make out those lights
--not without a struggle.
Those glittering constellations
That I adored to watch sparkle as a child.
Those gone away watched down from them,
And I made my wishes,
So many careless childhood wants.
It never occurring perhaps I ought be serious,
After all, time then was meaningless,
I ought have wished to preserve my sight.
Spectacles growing stronger with each prescription.
The clear world without lenses growing smaller
--even with some edges are fuzzed.
Stronger glass focusing and sharpening the night for me,
But the wishes now just seem artificial
Last years storm.The skies were violet ahead,
Behind us they were black
As the downpour blurred the lines,
Smeared the road and smudged the headlights.
The colours washed from the world
The red of the tail-lights clinging ‘til last,
The weather chasing us,
Trailing road-weary travellers
As we attempted to find the other side of the storm,
And with it the last of the December-- the last of the years sunlight
--the radio told us ‘Tonight is forever…’
With a sideways glance and a half smile,
I hoped it was just the start.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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