an artiste.a sex drive to drive you insane.a mouth for kissing.and a heart for bleeding.two hands for holding you while ur shaking.
a house for living la vi bohem.watching rent in my room.smoking too many cigarettes.drinking too much aged scotch.
a lover. of beauty. so surrounded i stay.
curling my tongue against the roof of my mouth. to send the words back.send the words black.send the words somewhere else but my lips.
your eyes.get dark.with short glances of distance.a trail of emptiness.
like breadcrumbs to find ur way back.a nightmare.a dream.
a dog in the water."drowning with your foot in its neck".
im sorry.your mind is a nest.a host of thoughts that drag me in.
the weird and the strange bring you fascination.i love it.i love it.
i love being strange with you. in doors or outdoors.a little deeper.a little less human than the others.
i saw you.trembling.waking up in my arms without ever sleeping.
caught you staring at me a few times. in ur brief moments of weakness.
i showed u my red ceiling.u showed me ur unfinished art.
i swear i heard u.leaving.before u even said hello.
now the bed is cold.and the white becomes see thru.
the door is always open. my clothes from the night before are in a pile on the floor.
moss will grow on ur side.the lights are now turned off.
instead of vanilla.all i smell are rotting mangos.sweet dead fruit.black and bruised from falling.
flies will come. to eat whats left of the fleshy pulp.u stained my jeans.gave me paper for writing.
and occasionally lips for kissing. so much for having fun.i felt u.pull my skin.
between teeth made for consumption.not for smiling.
and rain never came so hard the way u did that night.and 4am is last call.
when the sky destroys all chances of survival. im still throwing pennies in my sink.
making wishes never granted.wasting water.meant for drinking.
pressed skin against skin that thins the mind and takes its time to rot
it
out in fusion with this bittersweet constant harping on faster things
slower
movements pulling closer to the doom that reaks and leaks its ooze all
over
the room violent beauty sutures blood stained and used cruising
altitudes of
gravity that lack the truth of misunderstandings handing the talent to
the
devil and saying make me wat u can......
Symbiotic.cosmic alcoholic.personification to the sonic.sonic sounds baboom thru vomit.im on it.dammit.blast away from this planet.this mass.ceramic decay.throw it away.but don’t panic.my skin is static.and thin and vapid.insipid controversy.lord have mercy.im so thirsty.choking hurting throat and larynx.thanks for the promotion.from loathed to fathomed.wondered how.wondered why.pondered dry thoughts,day and night.digging deep till u wet the soil.work and toil.feed the spoiled.antibiotic.antiseptic.neglected.rejected.from the wound im spilling.defected prune of existence.i am u.i am instinct.i am proof to the wicked.
i watched you wither
and as your petals fell to the floor i stretched out my hands to catch atleast one
i watched as your leaves,parched and dry
attempted to steer towards the slightest bit of light
i leaned over you to gather one last scent
i watched as u lost ur beauty,slowly u became a weed like all the rest
pretty flower.....im sorry i didnt water you as much as i should
maybe i should have made you perch by my window
instead u were placed in a corner
in ur own shadow u dwelled
i watched as even the soil you grew from disowned ur very roots
pretty flower......amazing still with dried wrinkled petals and lifeless stems.
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