Month: August 2013

“I swear I didn’t mean for it to feel like this, like every inch of me is bruised.”

(YAWN)

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The Daily Prompt for today is “What bores you?” so here goes nothing!

Metallic ringing dries the wet
putrid air with its
desperate clanging attempts at
a melody

Black and white letters play
silently across a screen splashed with
faux bold colors and
mouths miming the words they cannot say

A slow drip funnels through cracks
and splashes with the time of a
metronome set to  a sluggish largo

Even fiery blood deafeningly rushes
through arctic blue arteries
in the silence so thick
I can taste it

 

Perhaps this best captured not what bores me, but my actual boredom. Anyway, enjoy!

Do you let anyone see you?

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Your shadow slides through days
undiscovered
Blending like dirty watercolors with
shadows of past lives and
people
Somewhere in the harsh fluorescence of
your own ridicule 
it leaves you standing in the center of the ocean
breathless
timeless
a l o n e
 
Now you appear at a desperate precipice
A single step
a blink of the eye
one last sigh of relief
The lust is tangible now
 
Remember.
Solid white blankets offer no comfort
in the strange city with its disinfected scent
Anger ricocheted from the walls
Warm concern held you
removing the smell of people with separate lives
and replacing it with aluminum flowers and water
Talk of “someday” dripped from
green apple lips
 
Golden eyes still see you, even now.

“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” – Sylvia Plath