Consumed

I crawl unkind into broken brutal ways

helpless as a wet torn bleeding page

living our wet thoughts in breath strangled ease

the sun up on its lip

the smile like the spring I first met you intimidation 

a cross spike and stone staring into my sleepy eyes 

petals of cancer in my comatose mind asking if I'm right to feel this way, if I'm right to speak your name out loud

if I'm so helpless as this blistered life

so pungent as this gift and night

creeping through the falling chips of painted memories

I celebrate it all out loud

calling out the sounds from my walls and window frames

now that distance is the only thing keeping me alive

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i just was so drawn to "breath strangled ease" an amazing oxymoron...and "petals of cancer"
amazing phrasing, wish i had written those lines...
i was strangled and blistered by a love back when...and that ex happens to be a really good friend now...
and i think that is what keeps more alive...the distance even as we still keep in touch.
we were too close to the fire...and both were becoming like a blackened cajun dish.
j.

[Perdition]

Very well put ..too close to the sun ..too close to the heart...too close to see our own reflections in the puddles of our demise...it takes a good long worth and while to touch the real heart and learn the worthiness of space and fulfillment ...what reveals us and slows us down to a porch light flame. We were truly the moths once but now we are hopefully the deeper friends that slow our pace and had we known...but how could we? Thank you again.

[Shweta]

I don't think I would do justice to this write however much my words could say... I could love you only for this write... Lol..

Keep charming us with your words... We are forever here to read your writes as you are to write them...

Your each word can transcend me to a different dimension that you always mention... I see them through your writes, feel them in the pensive realities. Your words are all that is needed to quench the thirst of realisation and unkowing... You could do that. And I could feel it. You write more than only for yourself my friend, know that...

[Perdition]

Well that's it..No more caffeine for you young lady..lol. No seriously...I am humbled and filled all within your kind review. A worthy poet sending such words is wonderful influence and just when I was about to fall off the earth in a can of ...wait a second..who are the we?..lol. I will write till my fingers bleed if it helps so thank you ...again humbly. Your timing and words are as kind as they are perfectly graced as always~

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

..the spring I first met your intimidation? I liked the way the stone smelt before....I know I know....its still working its way out..

[Perdition]

lol...Well I hope ya scribbled it down then cause it won't be turning back...gotta go where the muse tells ya..you know that. Thanks though...I'll smelt another soon enough.

[Perdition]

Oh ...and it's actually "you" intimidation"..a slight bit different. Thanks Queen :) !!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

yes, I get the Muse and now that I understand you....I shall go back in, but first it's off to therapy :)

[Perdition]

What? No stop off at the bargain bookstore first?? You are really starting to worry me..lol. I know you get it~Thanks again and never hold back...same rules apply there as well ya know :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Nope no bargain book in our tiny Town just One stop light and my physical therapy place. They even closed our liquor store!

[Perdition]

B******s!...what next the stop light we hope?