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Isolated Distances

Push them away with the whim of a wind

Until their stretched fingertips are irretrievable—

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You are falling, alone in chasmic rage;

They need not suffer with your chagrins.

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Draw away further until no one can ever reach

The dangerous flare that burns skin and town alike…

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No harm, nor ache, nor hurt, nor pain,

Needs superfluously to cross their aureole smiles;

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They’ll remain alright as long as you are not

And the sun will keep revolving in the absence of your breath.

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Though if you only wished to express clamorous such

Contagious toil, in the faith that some empathetic mortal

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Will understand, and hear you out, and actually listen—

How inconsiderately conceited and selfish of you.

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Fork in the Road

I wanna let go of all the shame I live in
It’s all coming back because you always give it
I’m falling apart, when the heart breaks up
I’m moving forward…

~*~

Please keep your distance

I may be here but my mind’s miles away

I’m just another hitchhiker

And you don’t have to pick me up anyway

So maybe it’s all better off

If we let the stretched kilometres speak for itself

I’m caught in your headlights

But I’ll take the juncture’s path and wish you well.

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W i t h o u t · A · S h a r p e r · K n i f e

Honesty sold-out at face value, the price you pay for distance

The depth of your wounds can’t be measured by the doctors in the ambulance

Complicate my rising lungs and grip my falling chestnut hair

Sleep in, I won’t keep bleeding out dreams if I know you’re always right there

This battle is yours to expiate, with every star there is to count

As multitudinous as the silver glistening in your face, an ebony ink tantamount

You’re regressing back to the rejected days of golden senescence

I wouldn’t let go of the only part of my life that makes any semblance of a sense.

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Travel Talk

You won’t believe what I tell you
White coats and clever minds will choose
You get a lot from this, loose tongue and arrogance
It’s not appropriate, don’t think that this is it…

~*~

Let’s cease with the

Uncomfortable pleasantries

As if we didn’t share

Flaxen stars that lit up our

Deathless horizons

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Past the valleys of hell

And in glimpses that never align

Lies wasted letters and unspoken words

Spilling and cascading in shades of

Scarlet and sapphire once more

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To halt this. So what do you say

Let’s kick the empty bucket

Over such a perplexing nonchalance

And go the distance over the miles

Where our intersections are amass with traffic.

~*~

It’s hard to compromise
When I see through your eyes
It’s just a common view
I guess it’s lost on you
Now I can talk, no one gets off
I know how you like to…

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Ocean Promenades and Transatlantic Daydreams

You’ve gone and sewn me to this bed
The taste of you and me
Will never leave my lips again
Under the blinding rain
I wanna hold your hand so tight
I’m gonna break my wrist
And when the vultures sing tonight
I’m gonna join right in…

~*~

Between you and me

There’s no distance in the middle

The cold war has restarted

So let’s try to be civil

A legal murder;

That’s what you really are

With a smile that can save the

World all on its own

I grit my teeth because that’s

All I can do to just keep holding on

The smoke collides in the sky

Like decanted white wine in a movie

But no one is watching

And nobody’s ending is to die

The walls of this house are paper thin

But so is my pallid skin

I wonder if stars choose to cling to my eyes

And where all their lies begin

I need someone to keep me from

Swallowing a bottle of pills amassed

As I kept the orange lid on

And chewed on the painted glass

You didn’t even try to stop me

From counting days off my chipped nails

And burying my reflection

Your finger is falling off the scale

I fractured my funny bone

As you dragged my ankles in the rain

Maybe I’ve had known my synthetic home

Instead all I have is a lipstick stain

My tears are a suicide silence

Of those evenings I spent swearing that I’ll

Call your paradise up in the morning

Even if it might take me a while

I’d count the salt of the earth

And turn it into sugar on your tongue

I may be out of bounds

But I wasn’t the thief who sold your sun

So say it’s all a criminal act

These handcuffs are killing my wrists

Digging into my scar tissues

As scarred as your haunting lips

The tactless tactics taken

Your elegant eloquences forsaken

Tortured clocks tick the past

It wasn’t meant to last

Another song of bruised dreams

I wanna hold your hand so fucking tight

Your bones will feel my veins scream

And my knuckles will bleed out into the night

Maybe another vodka shot

Will change things, or make it worse

As I threw a boulder on your bedroom window

To tell you I won’t be late for your hearse

It’s a screwed-up mentality

Like kissing a glock gun before I sleep

To trade tranquility for a stranger

And voluntarily fall inside his oceans deep

But just between you and me

I’m already drenched away and sickly

And there’s no place I’d rather drown myself in

Than your empty sea.

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I’ll sing along, cause I don’t know any other song
I’ll sing along, but I’m barely hanging on
No, I’m barely hanging on, by the time you’re hearing this
I’ll already be gone; and now there’s nothing to do
But tear my voice apart…

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subtleties

long distances

turned to reasons

not to walk

second chances

turned to excuses

not to talk.

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February Heart

February stars
Floating in the dark
Temporary scars
February stars…

~*~

Shoot me another spastic heart

And tales of February stars

They may keep our distance apart

But lead us closer still

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Lend me a steady hand or two

In building, fixing our cosmos blue

Purple pebbles we throw at the sky

Clouds purify the charlatan lies

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Take a leap or two at the year

And wooden leaves fall at our fear

Another hedonistic lore we’ll surely share

Connecting us better than physical cares.

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