Wednesday, April 7, 2010

number four.

i sift through the crumbled
ashes of youth
determining where i fell away
and lost the
nectar thoughts
that i once held close like
your simmering oils intertwining with
the kiss of emerald
i feared i had lost all i once
cherished and kneeling in
a room of silver
i revelated into unknowing
depths yearning for your
marble words
and
ruined feathers.
strangled by my undying need
for your sad thoughts and
spilling requiem,
i starve my mind
to relinquish these unsustainable
shackles and manacles,
revolting
through such an age of
enternity fringes.

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