Compromising clarity
when the softness feels so sharp,
shudder, sprawled-
her limbs entangled,
this torpid affair
has left them mangled.
Bites her tongue, metallic dust-
acidic emotion slaughters lust.
Spit and mud, saliva and dirt-
her dull locks are matted
tearstained and gray.
Hopelessly tangled
wiry, and twisted-
eternally leeching her beauty away.
The silence, blind within her smile-
so elegant and lovely,
strangled by her mystery-
such a travesty to watch her hide.
Oh, how she trembles,
asleep in death, wavering,
shaking, so fragile, her shell by my side.
To touch her is heaven
but to watch her is to fade-
Nothing more but to grasp her,
to possess her being,
so unconscious, vulnerable...
My inconsistent wish.
The twitching of her eyelids-
a paper lantern's ember,
flickering, provacative,
tempting me to steal her.
Low and steady
her breathing persists,
such a struggle,
she grasps for her soul-
'Sieze her now!'
as my demon insists,
'Make captive her heart,
and with it, you're whole.' |
Submission Name: Cancerous
