Allow the muse to whisper
Serenity
Kisses me lightly on the forehead
Tracing an indelible scar
Left from before this time began
Serenity
A reminder of a peaceful time
Caressed by the wings of an angel in black
Tears welling in a forgiving eye
Serenity
I forgive you my brother
My sister
For the wars have yet begun
Serenity
Watching the slow flicker of a candle
Cast refractive suggestions
Into a severed mirror
Serenity
Listening to the forever
Clack clack
The rusted blades of a ceiling fan slicing the thin air
I had dreams
They left on a feather
Darkened by the shadows
Cast to the winds on my fetid breath
The muse watches over me
Its cold
With the blackness that shrouds me
I lack the glint of the stars
Its cold
Frost settles in whispers upon the mantle
Dust lifts as a frozen vapour
Its cold
Thoughts drift like the turning of pages in the breeze
Settling on the closing chapter
Its cold
Lacking focus I clasp the morning air
Seeking not knowing
Its cold
Spiders walk my spine
I cannot brush them away
Its cold
My reflection appears slowly
Masking the hollow shell
Its cold
Words freeze on a vipers tongue
Leaving their mark on the parchment
Its cold
Skin grotesque etched in acid
Lips purse to kiss the dark scent
Its cold
As time slows and grips my soul
Heavy eyes fall and a mind succumbs
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
I check the time while the muses sings in my ear
The obvious trick is to keep breathing
Darkness weighs as heavy as water Im submerged in
Im so tired
I fidget as the passing vehicles splatter surreal lights over the walls
Appearing as spotlights hunting, forever hunting
Colours diffuse in various shades of luminescence
If I tried hard enough Im sure I could taste it
The little bit of vision that remains
Holds steady on the unturning door handle
Scratched with decades of another’s using
Silently I watch
The roars of the outside world fails in their efforts to be heard
I know their there
Passing without believing
Simpletons following false dreams
I hear their screams
Scatchings mark time on the walls
As does my name
I wrote that, when?
Time eludes all consciousness
Blending into parallels
Until I drift into death again
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
I weep as the muses passes into the light
I sit
Coated in psychedelic rivers
Streaming from wrists sliced with a rusty blade
I sit
Cross legged upon the floor
Smothered in dreams lost surrounded by colour photographs
I sit
Embracing the warmth harnessed from the lack of a sun
Allowing eyelids to hang heavy for a final time
I sit
Carrying a heart heavy with sin
Jaded by time cracked into featureless mirrors
I sit
Allowing forgiveness to wash my soul
As a candle flickers in my pocket
I sit
Feeding the roses tattoo’d on my arm as acid has its way
Licking at the flesh as it devours my yesterday
I sit
As I die and watch my children grow beside my grave
Masking a silent ritual of death with a wry smile
I sit
As the corners of the room fade away
Holding back a jade tear as I know death is near
I sit
And I wait
As I hold onto life
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
I cannot save the muse as she saved me
Ive spent the days contemplating my final demise
Kissed the angels wings held heavy with the burden of my years
Allowing the walls to close in to greet me once again
This time I noticed a scribble in grey lead pencil
A name hurriedly scribed as if with some urgency to somewhere else
Gently tracing its contours with my index finger
Whilst my eyes adjust to the light that once was
Eyelids heavy with the panic of exhaustion
I silently mouth each letter as it forms demons emanating from the paintwork
Crackled to display the raw layers of my past
As my veins shift to accommodate a new intrusion
I spit the bile as it wells in my mouth
Taking time to deliberately form the words the letters traced reveal
In the name of my parents choosing
I say the name I was given
And fall into remission of the life I spent was my own
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
Listening to the falling sands the muses reflection guides me
The clack clack of the overhead fan
Is only drowned out by the cycling of the aircon
Cooling a tepid body in need of reprise
Searching for solace as a mind screams in the colour blue
Smatterings of black shaded in darker shades of black
Smeared on the walls now
Clack clack
You shouldn't see me like this
A trembling hand reached for the light switch
Located next to the door as thousands
No millions
Of fingerprint etched switches found elsewhere outside of this room
I seem to remember the sun as it peered from the cracks in the sky
It warmed Im sure
Fading as a memory given no love
This heart beats still a silent tattoo
Coursing acid through veins long since collapsed
Nails grotesquely curl uncut for millennia
Yesterday was only then
Or was it a lifetime ago
I forget
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini
