recess avent healing minds eyes set on fire
atop the empire a pyre of wires and desires
feline presence, holy mirror of mine bestow wisdom of old
upon the youth of yesteryear, those meek lost lamp and sheep alike
I pray I figure out where did I go wrong in places I walked by, far and away
in the lessons we exchanged, gave away and simply displaced: momentarily.
like fleeting summer scalds, unlearnt scars to bear in strives of passion
skinship of friendship a sail that dependent of wind and matching
what exactly, I could not trace the relevance and yet
undoubtly a duel of might, wills and corny jokes
has occured and faced due judgement in the arena
rocking up to the joint waiting for that something something
to whisk our spirits and take our breath, surprised it hasn't happened yet
maybe I forget.
elated, elastic, unmotivated occupier of this space, don't watch closely it dulls the mind.
a complete waste of time.
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a chanced talk trapped in a call mid queue to buy something I did not really want
but nevertheless could not breakaway from the day, a mistake
turnover the wardrobe, knock it over all the same
by inaction, attentive devotion to a reluctant
war against oneself. loud and messy, twitching
a pending appointment, a misterious pain
glassdoors offer no privacy nor security
flesh pressed on connections, against fragments alive and bright
awake, flying, lodged deep, slicing and floating atop clouds and dreams
in dilligence they work whose sleepy cranky head, should we
follow. I volunteer to reimagine the wires connecting the chain reaction.
shapeless, within, as they should for they belong here.
what I conjure as my realm
of wanted confort, normality and peace, it takes a while
not as long as to take, in, the sights, endless as they are pretty
wide as they are grand these roads suspended and free.
requests cutting deeper, heavier
are perceived threats to my enemies
a crystal clear blow out
forest of silent hunters on the prowl, beware do take care
(shared) co-existance a living hell of sorts round these parts
trail a scent of 'over 'nothings' a tell tale of fundamentally disagreeing
a thing of the heart I 'sppose
crime tomb of mine, of speedy stories that serve as time gauge, metrics and odd devices
prison to hold a secret, atop of my tongue and its an intoxicating feeling
freedom joined to the rotten crawling on the walls
loss tearing at the flesh never doing it on my own
a speedy overtake with family and friends, no less!
words alone cannot contain this lukewarm room mood
a worm infesting the ear canal
neutral unequal, bored and pressing
the strangle hold of waiting for the something else
the good change on a coin flip
the usurpor of a bonbon
by a depressed, suicidal
housewife
locked by choice
on a lovely villa
ample garden
laughing, annoyingly energetic
children assault her senses
on the daily
some her own, by the way
sipping on a bottle
a call to the infancy
in need of nurture
red wine and expensive
bon-bons
chocolate, delicate liquor infused
chocolate.
a phantom whose gown
barely contain the lament
and feminine form
trapped, drapped and neglected
openely kind, in need of a shoulder to cry on
I slashed by childlike knee open, go go fast
or so I recall, and do hard as I try
I wish I knew better in the joys
of my childhood if,
a friend's mother and a dear crush
gone at 43
why in this page, and why now
what fragments got chopped
and otherwise embelished
or flowery regarded as a cover-up
for stories are shared
never ours.
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