Care again
Relentless muse, an epitaph for Infinity.
Delirium feasts on vague familiarity.
It rains embers, her silhouette hanging.
The daisies bloom, how suffocating.
Blind to the day, I woke up hollow.
Something about joy is still hard to swallow.
Memories encased in vanilla cement.
A dimpled smile I will never see again.
Cracked
I can never let go.
I've left one grain
bound in an empty, closed fist
smaller than anything to salvage.
Clean up.
Wholeness is all that's worth keeping.
Something broken is not itself.
The ants will pick it up
and bring purpose back to your doorstep.
A run-on sentence
It's time to drain the pool,
the blue from the sky,
the life from the leaves,
until all that's left to drown in is the emptiness,
until our ceiling is greyed out
and our floors are tiled in corpses.
Fair
A left over smile on my face
from the woman in the bathroom
who called me something sweet
like baby or sugar,
I stood covered in flashing neon lights
and the smell of fried cigarette smoke.
I searched for no one.
I searched for something worthy of my attention
among the loud and flashy trinkets,
among the hats with sleeves drenched in cheap furs,
among the silvers soon to be greens.
Cursed
with eyes that wander
and a mind that wishes for its own demise.
They set on her like the sun does,
the illumination of the world gone,
and yet again, I'm in the dark.
Dark as the cavity in my chest where the shards of my heart did their damage.
Dark as the empty space in my clothes that draped loose over my skin-taught skeleton.
Dark as the life I led for months, hidden behind my eyelids.
Just what can happen in a second?
The bravest thing I could do
was turn my back on her,
retreat my eyes,
and ask questions I'm not sure I wanted the answers to.
It all felt like cowardice.
She walked away from me once more,
careless and
light.
She kissed him
as they turned the corner
and I blinked.
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