Saturday, September 1, 2012

Bye darling goodbye

I dream the muse in a lesser place


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Stark horizons

Shadow’d the colour of a ravens wing

 

Melting fragments

Congeal in the cold night of day

 

Challenge this mind to a way of chromed edges

Criss crossing previous scarred journeys

Marked in time lengthways across a wrist

Split a tongue hither to a spoken word

Much maligned lick of this demons kiss

 

Less passed in the ways of melancholy

Drawing misshapen memories akin to marked skin

Enshroud the body in memories of a few

Chosen gowns worn as death marched weddings

Point out harlots candied in macabre reflections

 

Silent readings

Withdrawn within linger the marionettes strings

 

Murmured a call

Calloused hands breathe languished death

 

Moments taken to reflect awhile

Solace between the alabaster bricks

Shunned hands less raised

Slapped across a ruby’d cheek

Spittle tasted blood n gristle

Spat lest burn broken lips

 

Dusted shards

Obliterate obvious scars of yesterday

 

Shattered foresight

Placed in a vision of an extended tomorrow

 

Hypodermic dreams 

Carried within veins of crimson dread

 

Perfect sacrifice 

Forgotten in the breeze of a sin less forgiven

 

Heaven’d lace

Drunk through veils of cigarette smoke

 

Overshot overdose

I dream no more

1 comment:

Brian Miller said...

whew....now this is the grit i am used to from you...smiles...really like...

Marked in time lengthways across a wrist

Split a tongue hither to a spoken word

Much maligned lick of this demons kiss...viscious....i dream no more...