edging
ever closer
to the air
which will grant
my final breath
until then
i am
wedged
between this
untold boulder
and life
unfolding
edging
ever closer
to the air
which will grant
my final breath
until then
i am
wedged
between this
untold boulder
and life
unfolding
somewhere
along this wayward
path
i lost
the sum
of you
in broken
buttons
crumpled
papers
whispers
faintly
promised
to reflections
we once
bared
scattered
over trails
capricious
memories
thread precious
pleas
plotting
their escape
like petty fools
from plighted faith
parched
from implore
upending
thoughts
would mark
the path
that led me
to your vested
heart
when vagrants
sought
the stars
and charted
the descending
hours
of our last
reverie
rapt
in such despair
’til all
that i could
see
were driftless
streaks
of blackness
stripped
amid
the grip
of shame
unearthed
where flashing
shades
of pompeii
stayed
in grim dispart
impressed
upon
the distant
sky
estranged
a world
apart
stifled
by the sound
of words
preserved
perched
in a madman’s
hallucination
of halcyon days
ere hope
had wintered
this vale
velleity
vanquished
its ceremony
in sermon
rescinded
from restive
err
[photo: Art Redwing & Alberta Kelm]
You can’t
give
Up
On life
And place
The responsibility
Of your
Existence
On another
I can
Cook
For you
But
I can’t
Eat
For you
You can’t
Call me
Murderer
Because
I can’t
Live
Your life
For you
How could you
How can I
We can’t
I stay up too late
Never get enough rest
But I don’t give a fuck
Give me all
Of the salt and butter
Sugar and fat
It doesn’t mean shit to me
Fill me up with pills
Pills pills pills pillls
Pills
I need to stop
Existing
I will fuck everything up
Beyond that which seems humanly possible
I amaze myself at times
Others would be amazed too
If they knew
How much I loved you
when the hour fell bleak
a rippling spied
the outlier
appearing
in ragged reproach
an artifact without
precedence
that spoke of adoration
dire
ere a doting hope
sang
its parting prelude
from where i now sit
in a cold eclipse
of dreariness
laced
with mistled tears
spent aloft
these long planes
of bondage
i fondly resigned
my mind’s production
flashing its garish marquee
for all to see
foreshadowing
disparity profound
were it not sustained
by wispy druids
of pigment piqued
no further
query
averted eyes
trained vigilant
this chronicle
of maddened youth
swore your rigid head
invalid
with never more
truth
scorned a lustful red
as prideful irony
now reigns
in the void
of expectation
I come
from a long
line
of cocaine
chains
and painted
rainbows
tainted aims
and hijacked
reins
that taunt me
with their wonton ways
led by tinted
saints
whose patronizing
love
would one day fade
in truth betrayed
through time’s display
were
all things ventured
for naught gained
save this dull pain
that e’er remains
to haunt me
in her silent
shades
shadows crept
the length
of disquietude
distilled
in the wonder
of our willful dearth
lumbering
through morass
when last we plundered
this scorching earth
she blindly scrawled
three bold runes
that burn yet
still
within
this piteous pith
of tormented ruin
immune
to time’s retelling
they rave and revel
in a rogue reminisce
all
i could
muster
turned
to dust
upon
your lips
i bear
your cross
in the frost-addled agony
of anhedonia
adrift
in discrepant lucidity
of dolent disrepair
its wintry sermon
inhabits
my every haunt
taunting
my inhibition
intently
transmuting
this glacial divide
thawing
with haste
forestially untethering
each stinging tie
to a mind
once sound
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