salutations to our red
bonfire pitted
at the root of my growth;
yes, i am growing out my dead
limbs since they are too
weak to shed on their own.
i think i have sabotaged
my angle that fit us
before it pitted our empty
space. it was as easy as
this guarded embroidery
polished down my
sacred bloody
whimsical
nothingness.
it flew by us as
we had hoped it
would.
her abused arms
straggling across
the crescent moon
filled with black
shadow smiles
and safely adorned
our
again birth.
Friday, 31 January 2020
Friday, 24 January 2020
violin petals
scratched surfaces dissolved
in a solitary good. i was not aware
of how deepened our void had
become; until i awoke in an underground
ceramic pot with earth choking inside
my throat.
i am aware inside this crude melody
where blue love nestles between our
knowing departures.
where closed homes have
moved; i am moving houses on this
crescent water moon.
tread light on my fallen water
with open thighs i pull the portal
over my back down my wings
over our break
and down our whole.
love captures us;
again in deeper
earth.
dry and delirious,
delicious
earth.
of how deepened our void had
become; until i awoke in an underground
ceramic pot with earth choking inside
my throat.
i am aware inside this crude melody
where blue love nestles between our
knowing departures.
where closed homes have
moved; i am moving houses on this
crescent water moon.
tread light on my fallen water
with open thighs i pull the portal
over my back down my wings
over our break
and down our whole.
love captures us;
again in deeper
earth.
dry and delirious,
delicious
earth.
Friday, 17 January 2020
ripped healing
ripped blades and
cursing tongues screaming
for a burden to be held on to;
become the watching of
everything we let slide
beneath the lit waterfalls
of a mimicked moon
of unsweetened honey
moonhoney
honeymood;
lets call a name
a past.
i am a dreamer without spaces
boundaries and reasons to stomp
my heals.
i am fortune i am grace
and the neglectful burgundy
blood in between
i am up side down
and iv'e felt you
in my gone
gravity
everything we let slide
beneath the lit waterfalls
of a mimicked moon
of unsweetened honey
moonhoney
honeymood;
lets call a name
a past.
i am a dreamer without spaces
boundaries and reasons to stomp
my heals.
i am fortune i am grace
and the neglectful burgundy
blood in between
i am up side down
and iv'e felt you
in my gone
gravity
Wednesday, 15 January 2020
later
i am aligned to your lunar eyes
purple tongue and yesterdays
tears; let us go to letting
go.
i do not want this cellophane
wrap curdling my already
broken limbs;
let me break free.
remove these shiny metals
off my skin i wanna dance
with the many moon's moods.
fabricate my eyes all you want
because when i close them
indigo shadows bring me
back to life.
cocooned with hand-me-down
coconut sauce; her smiles are
determined as the stars tonight.
so again, i am going to have to
have you no more.
me
more
more of
me.
give my mending wings
more air to breathe....
i do not want this cellophane
wrap curdling my already
broken limbs;
let me break free.
remove these shiny metals
off my skin i wanna dance
with the many moon's moods.
fabricate my eyes all you want
because when i close them
indigo shadows bring me
back to life.
cocooned with hand-me-down
coconut sauce; her smiles are
determined as the stars tonight.
so again, i am going to have to
have you no more.
me
more
more of
me.
give my mending wings
more air to breathe....
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