Better than fair, less than good
Biking at night without a light;
A haunting truth suspended;
It is a willingness to escape you
Wrapped up in the innocence of finally knowing it.
To care for is to participate, when you are engaged,
With my heart, with my silence, with my words,
I stand before you bleeding thoughts
Out on the floor, though they fall silent.
My heartbeat full of rage,
Towards your diabolical sneers
Around you I am not who I am truly
You admonish my sweetest charms,
Upon my back a belly of hate streams
Like a prism into the open air
I race to abandon myself from your selfish squinting glares
To listen to love, is to hear something traveling far behind you
Your suffocating surroundings
Are noisy like the shackles
of your lying breath.
With my heart on my sleeve I zap you
With light to outweigh your darkness
Until the breeze of the multiverse
Blows your house of selfishness
Down to Hades
Love is a tool, to be near
Fake people can use it as well
Paradoxically grossed out by your nature
My skin crawls away to become salt
On a beach that will satisfy
The appetite of the dugong
I sacrifice the same death to feed love—
To escape you in a sea of hope
A green hunger, like a carnivorous plant
Chomping away you stand before the rest
A class of your own a mouth full of teeth
Sharp fork bladed tongue to dismiss me
Publicly you feel luxurious
Yet you fortify me, make me whole
With your embittered commands
To truly love I take the risk to turn
The volume of my heartbeat up
Aficionado of sagacity I crawl on top
Of the boulder that crushes your
Provocative insult to truth
By way of extinguishing those around you
The finish line, the last bite, a fight for the light; I am not your crime
© GÄ
Poétique 