spike pierced this
pulsing gristle
caged within my ribs
i cannot stopheart
this as i ought, nor
severazor gossamer tethers
untugging from afar
all is ache and fugue
while doves mourn their
rose-scattered dreams
in the sometime, i grew shattered
everaining
a wraith in neverseen
Tag: melancholia
neverseen
far gone seas

Photo by Stephane Gagnon on Unsplash embracing aether tendril tugs
while whispering my wishes
back to me, offering
drifts in calmer currents
drifts off to far gone seas
some days i dream of dying
others, i know already that i have
been dying for decades
just a silver slip and falling
her arms catch, on gentle wings
to carry me, bringing
drifts in calmer currents
drifts off to far gone seasunhere
unhere
for comfort
for beauty —
these sores weep
rosegardens in rains
stained in blood
at the funeral they
will look back laughing
pushing pale lilies
in a stormsudden as sunset
as sudden as sunset
the sadness descends
with old blood weight
on the pristine of snow
she shifts inside, sighs
finger draws the frosted panesfeast
i feel a drift
coming on &
may take the fade
on a spell;
nothing ever remains
for the feast
at me

