soap and skin
“up with your turret
aren’t we just terrified?
shale, screen your worry from what you won’t ever find
don’t let it fool you
don’t let it fool you…down
down’s sitting round, folds in the gown
sea and the rock below
cocked to the undertow
bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node
wings wouldn’t help you
wings wouldn’t help you…down
down fills the ground, gravity’s proud “
bon iver - roslyn
this song means too much.
you stood still, lips sealed with selfish screams as your world divded
you watched, feet followed a dance of destruction until footsteps collided
you waited, senses stung numb until all pain had subsided
and now you are here.
Untitled
She laid, void of her usual self
Instead, Indulgent in true sleep
Her Kursk like existence
daunting as the territory it explores
Her menacing park life dictatorship ended
On reflection, a beautiful adventure
No menace
No harm
But a pulse
For a dual heart
That has succumb to tortures inconceivable by even god
She, a pacemaker inconceivable by man
‘Wake up, wake up’.
For a momentary illusion of life begun
Shortened however, with an abrupt blow of realisation
My words of elixir memories temporarily subdue her cries
Consult us before death
Or go with haste
For neither shall bring satisfaction
But one will ease
If the pace of your once beating heart
Could equate to your years of life
The future would be yours
Lay no longer in slumber
But in peace
My love
i am the bird that fell in love with a vegetarian.
dismay.
a long time you waited
you thought it had abated
shame of it all
the harm that it causes
pours down like a faucet
shame of it all
low - shame
they speak in such strange ways, ways that they never understand.
