02 mars 2009

another poem

yes, for those following this blog this is another poem. 

the imagery is screaming !!!!

Intoxicated,

The green fairy

 

In the back the faint strings

Sound, Sparkle

 

Sparkle.

 

A siren calling ships to disaster

A graveyard of infatuation.

 

The chemical bond.

 

Cyanide. Melts bones

Leaving behind a

Red, red

Black

Heart, bone, flesh. Skin

 

Banners raised catch on the wind

White flags fly in the

Stale air. 

 

Cold, cold, cloud

 

Artist, paint a picture.

A portrait of Van Gogh

 

Three to the gut

One to the head.

Pleasant release

 

 

 

 

 

Without I cannot survive. Airs

Fourth of a month

She loves me, she loves me not.

Petals rot, wither away

Pale, pale, white.

 

The boots. Step into, onto a

Life of mine

 

Cur cur!

 

Paintings: dark, white, hate, Fate

Passion made.

Crave the laid open dead. Scarlet

 

Rose.


i speak what i feel not what we ought to say

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