A single whisper is all it takes muse
You left me standing here
In the faeces of butterflies
Disbelieving of the taste you took
Mired on the edge of a broken fingernail
That scratches life from under my skin
You tell me you wanted growth
Standing under a crystalline heart
Glittering all these words
Coated in asinine venom
I swallow
Left to stand in the shadows
Of the wingless angels
One of the scorned for a fate so few
Long gone since I felt the silence
Spoken choose to tell my name
Several heartbeats misaligned
Hunger feeds the sun
Pleading for love in hope
In hope of better
No need to die
Left to lay in the place
Where no-one knows my name
Drowned in the sin of my own
Drunk on the blood
I bought to dance
2 comments:
the emotion in this is def palpable...love the tactile scratching of that fingernail as well...and mix of light and dark images...nicely done sir...
Powerful, I especially like the first stanza.
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