Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Old things revisited

                             unfiltered                                                    '02

revenging circle of a stabbing sane less cycle
perpetual strumming with blood stained fingers
into distortion from mind alterance
beating my other unconscious disillusioning decisions
thought provoking silence from coldness
trapped within a razors rusty edge
or even the fading in your strained gasping breath
smoke vigorously exiting your cursed lips
as it disturbingly vials a stormy cloud
settling above.
sex building, wanting to exert, electrically performing
to shock and petrify your hand clumsily fumbling down
the valley of sweat dripping reflection of flesh
into battered clothing you wear preciously without comfort
hiding from the unconquered rat race, still staking bricks
balled up raging emotion you've hidden from the rest
tears from withholding what my heart has said so
hysterical convulsions spilling sluggishly from my
dissected, over-analyzed words, formed wrongly by imagination.
Skin bulging out of the self-mutilating bars
of you're staged imprisonment.
uncomfortable selfish silence created by your arrogant
AVOIDANCE, sudden thrustful burst of forgotten
unrealistic situations.
outlet of unawarable loss of control spilling paint onto
any blank, untouched, seemingly challenging surface
obsessed with the self-indulgent misery of craziness forever building.
praised puppet string go free fucking flowing
blindsided annoyance, grumbling echo of flutter fucking
cyclone within the emptiness of my unsustained addictions
so insatiably unkempt and left strangely unresolved
foolishly conversing a scheme unthoughtfully gathered.
clenching fists wrapped around my pulsating arch
leading up the path of skin into further worthlessness
of existence undesired to proceed the journey to the next
step of higher place, mesmerized, melting, inter folding
center staging the spotlight around the gleam
of shot sparkles, light from your fire lite torch
held under my undeservedly spanked ass.
Playing off every anticlimactic word with gesture
intended twitch ass willing by curiousity
to experiment
with a phase that euphorically collects into more trouble
then is worth to maintain your normal life
that I'm meant to viciously destroy without choice.
Impatiently awaiting confrontations that muster
with the shaking of your blood dripping bristles, you unkindly
thrashed across my beaten bare body still scarred
from the melting rubber you forwardly left across my chest.
Images clashing, emerging into the diminishing being of self.
Mysteriously affected by your absence, left abandoned
spontaneously leaping into a broken glass that can't be filled,
cracked, smashed, shattered and used for convenience.
Bewildered by my constant attempts of failing fixation denied
with rejection,
I hang from the noose you've tied around my tired head.

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