a dreaming of you
and shadowfell in
the forgetting at wake
they sang love dirges
in the fading away
slipping umbral
of fingers slight
the better suture
my lips tight
Tag: melancholia
dirges
mere porn
in succumbing to the circlejerk
and inoculated in our pleasuredome
we have lost all that's real
the nausea seasons every meal and
our bedmates, a chalked parkside fuck you
and in-between the constant commercial breaks
ever promise made: mere porncoil lies barren
shuffling off & cutting ties
gone to drift on pale winds
clutching at fragments only
to toss useless scraps away
4 u c —
i realize this coil lies barren &
there is only death & dream
this debt is beyond counting
and all that is left is
to serve out my time
i slip
an ophelia amongst the reeds
waiting for a mercy kiss
to set me freefirst kiss
[response]
stone raven black
her slow hand turns
on the moon
in lace and silhouette
waiting on dusk
to kiss me
a bridge closer home,
ever to her side[call]
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Flesh and blood and the first kiss
The first colors, the first kiss~ Siamese Twins
redemption

Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash i wonder if a part if me
is lost there on the path
seeking blaze left behind
either to or away from
recalling both nervous
and tremble hands
she wore over coffee
at the allnight café
cigarettes smoke
staining the dim lights
as stained as either's
reputations unsaved
i wonder if this dying
had any point at all
save for another branch
lost on a meandering path
leading towards
redemption or none

