I must be defeated ’cause I can feel it in my feet. they won’t move so that must prove something. beauty in the eye of the beholder is much colder when beauty is the destroyer of I would cry but it doesn’t make a difference to this indifferent wraith admiring my corpse. match-stick make-up of a broken bodied discourse on the arrival of final days of my time here. melt into the spring sun and whisper of devolutions in this archetype of feelings that armored our champions. the blood on the pavement is same in color as the one in … Continue reading These feet
I have shitty person syndrome. I finally got free but it flares up occasionally. I would sing you a wish but that’s just wishful thinking…remember that time I tried to make you fondue ’cause I knew you were fond of it too but it turned out like fucking glue and so I used it to put up flyers for that missing kid. I saw a murder of crows today and I swear they were flying sigils of Enochian majic. Stop, don’t tell me I’m crazy and yeah I know what it sounds like. she’s never coming back. I can’t stop … Continue reading ragged harmonies
I brought pain you carried hurt, in hands cupped spilling out as Pacific rain coastal storms shaking tones sighs turn to groaning grown in a garden of neglect metals, of color uncertain. tales spun by passing bard a place of dull sorrows fretting over tomorrows we follow banners, tattered in a requiem, you will fail me I understand why, so I will pull down the sky creating chaotic, deep shade of blues, drowning I understand why still is this, epiphany stark it is, a cry resonant, a meteoric rise untouchable fear that only true loneliness can hear looking through waters … Continue reading metal Colors, Titania pt. 1
What do you do when the drugs Stop working Comparing tastes on dirty floors Deploring my condition Subtract from addition Equating minute ventilation Fear, always fears, tidal look at me through bullet hole lens shudder, shimmy, shake do a little dance, make that face you know which one the look you cannot fake steak a claim here, sure just know mining coal is dangerous. black hearts and black aces never be this high again glue ill fitting piece onto patchwork soul tributaries take us downstream starting to feel like worthless, worth less than I get tired of tryin’ you become … Continue reading afraid to
pageant of ministry your misgivings given to sullen star-clad nonchalant Comings and goings Imprint upon us, this living I do not want what you wear as I no longer care to displace, yours or mine, this distaste, take a masque fitted on face, misplaced here is no longer safe I can no longer call you home. timeworn tellings, erode, peel story lost its’ appeal cold iron piercing will not heal maniacal raving sounds to my ear as though you are leaving. dear one, hold onto your throne as I extract this fire from bone I am alone. always Always, a … Continue reading elemental, hollow.
oh heaven sends him down to me and he’s got everything I’ll ever need just for 16 days, i let him tie down the frailest part of my body i am small but in your arms you are colder in your heart i am worthless in your arms but you offer this protection no one else has given me you just keep talking down to me taking all of my hair pulled back i gave him 16 days i let him choke out the frailest part of my body hush now, here there is no trouble quiet down, you … Continue reading OPTSotD- Emma Ruth Rundle