Stain

Stain

A Poem by Ashes
"

You promised in whispers and I wore my favorite eyeliner, because it was the thing to do back than.

"

Diamond studded fingertips trip on my heartbeat

trailing a path down to...somewhere that we can't remember

through all the giggling and the laughter at our own stupid jokes

it's just to horrifyingly precious

and you don't understand


The black and blue stains on your yellow sheets can be ignored

we'll make our own you promise

so tonight were harlots looking for our souls

in stolen kisses and books about city romances


Tonight it's just The Matches and our hearts we cling to,

because our sharp edges cut the skin of fingertips

that touch too harshly and never apologize

and we'll promise to close our eyes when the sky turns blue

to protect us.

© 2010 Ashes


Author's Note

Ashes
Don't know where the fuck this came from. I think I've just had too much pent up energy and the last week has been an emo week for me.

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Wow, for not knowing where this came from it flows beautifully with a hint of realism. You have talent.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Ashes
Ashes

Denver, CO



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I'm genderqueer, a vegan, an activist, pagan, anarchist, wandering tarot reader/herbalist/poet that's settled in Colorado at the moment, a street kid, and both a fighter and a lover. I'm also a littl.. more..

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