quinta-feira, 5 de junho de 2025

tara

dear diary,

my teeth have not grown back,

nor have I grown taller

I now, firmly, believe not to be

in fact

a vampire:

for all the godness sake

master above,

my faith in the balance has shrank

just as true as retribution does not equalize

nor neutralize lose

so do the years go by-a-bye

never to return past the horizon

just short of the retine above the lapel

we are cursed to wield for eyes

soon to discard due to old age and above all

timely decay and the conseguence of our own darn decisions

praise be caffeine solely because other

stronger drugs reverberate in a seguence

that overwhelms my weak body

and the bones shook me into a frenzy followed by a panic

I found the courage to explore the haunted house

only to realize it was cursed instead,

I now fear very little from my lot

for the burden has diminished returns

and the interest has dried up

the beast has taken flight

leaving scar and carnage in its path

now contained to memory, a poor excuse for legacy

feeling tired, inviting change

lately, 

when I hear my heart

there is a disconnect in

the words I speak

a dangerous concoction inviting effigy that cannot replace 

the potential of the air we breath.

I attempt and fail, miserably, to reimagine the incantations and fantasies of yesteryear

as if the darkness that separates adulthood from childhood has itself been a spell

that now fails to draw from my uncleansed soul, 

at once taunting,

rejecting me.

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radio silence

food, cold

discarded

of wants and needs

we throw away plenty

and forget about

stubborn bruises

that simply

just do not heal

looking fatigated

of being asked

questions that seek

to undermine and dictate

the pace at which

the hand should

handshake happiness

to no alarms

nor my surprise

your mildly tilted head

serves little purpose 

to placate the Dawn

to deny the call

to turn a new page

gentle gazes 

will not quake

my silence

should judgement Day

arrive today

know, understand

the gates will await 

shine true and hold open

for the price

that, 

I have already paid.