Sky LightThe sky light shines so bright behind the hazeSky Light
that lies between her hand and her face. Her enthusiasm fades as she loses count of the days that still turn to nights... her demons she still fights... The sky light shines so bright
behind the haze
that lies between her wrist and the blade that carved ready-made
words onto her skin. Little pleasures or sins... doesn't matter which she lost herself in. Because the sky light shines so bright despite the black painted over her white-washed dreams. Man-made schemes... do
Broken SilenceThe silence is broken behind the closed walls... The broken silence wonders through empty halls. The words are said, the stories retold... the characters; they never get old.Broken Silence
The silence is broken by a little girl lost... She had come to a bridge she had never crossed. Her bruises still blue, her scars still there, she had a life; now, a burden to bear.
The silence is broken by a mother´s cry... In her arms she sees her baby boy die. In his heart, a bullet gone stray, with tears in his eyes he said, "Mommy I don´t want to go away."
The silence is brok
merely an emotive sleepI told you there weren’t enough inventive things to say to pull us through the silences, the intrusions of past loves, our curiosities or, mine. I spoke of revelations of who I used to be and of the offbeat doctrine misguiding memerely an emotive sleep
down the crooks of your spine,
off your back.
I spoke of too many things as you drifted beneath me,
trekking defeatedly between the mounds
of fleshy muscle, across the expanse
of brush above everything forbidden to touch or love in the way I’m incapable...
along the pulsing tendons and th
BeachShe slid Alice-like onto the beach watching the buildings and people tower above her, shrinking her. Laying flat out she felt the pebbles making little round hollows in her back and pushing into her spine with exquisite pain pleasure, distracting, distracting. The great black hole in the pit of her stomach was drawing her in and she would collapse into it, emerging as something different.Beach
She had been here before, with someone else. A memory drifting across the circle of time, she could feel his body breathing life into her, shut her eyes and remember, freeze time for just a second.
'No push it away, its gone now, le
As It IsI have seen how fragile And therefore how futileAs It Is
I have seen moments like stars Dotted out against the sky Lost in time
I have seen this.
I have looked at the next moment And known it wasn't there.
And just as clearly I have seen Friendship broken by a word Relationships spoilt in fatal revelation
Felt the loss of being from one unlucky blow Personality diffused and memory distorted The misconception that is truth Expanded and exploded in the mind
Of delicious wine induced reality Or velvet-wrapped warmth i
we were warnedI have written this story two thousand and six times, never perfect, only half-truths that make me want to hide inside boat engines and hum.we were warned
There is a fish hook in my left eye, trying to be a simile, but not quite as loud as the SOS
calls I have coming out,
all over.
I am not supposed to smoke cigarettes anymore, or kiss you on the lips on the street.
But hey, what the hell! I do it anyway
because we’re always hungry at the same time as each other. One hour apart. I think it’s a lighthouse signal we both missed be
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So sorry about the delay in the reply..
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"Lost in time and lost in space........and meaning."
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.....sometimes I remember; yes, sometimes I remember you...
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"Speak lightly and with feeling-
My ears are an empty glass,
And your words, the richest nectar."
- ~Kame
"bare-knuckles bleeding a stylish red
we keep our mouths shut
and scream silence instead." - ~Slaneyder
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.....sometimes I remember; yes, sometimes I remember you...
yeah, i'm always trying to write differently and such.
it's work but i think it pays off.
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"Speak lightly and with feeling-
My ears are an empty glass,
And your words, the richest nectar."
- ~Kame
"bare-knuckles bleeding a stylish red
we keep our mouths shut
and scream silence instead." - ~Slaneyder
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Poetry.hasnoplace.fora.HEARTthat's.a.WHORE.
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