Tag Archives: Monday

dormir

Let me rest

And shut down

To recover

And heal myself

Let me sleep

I’ll just slip away

Into oblivion

Don’t wake me up.

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Purple Rain and Sky-Blue Candy Floss

I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted one time to see you laughing
I only want to see you laughing in the purple rain…

~*~

solitary notions

and a dazed memory

childish daydream

of a black sheep

i’m drowning

trying to find the

bullets in weekday rain

singing delicately

about a toothache melody

shivering blue lilies

hiding from ocean mist

pennies spent

in mossy wishing wells

and another nickel

for a cloudy carnival snapshot

and heaven’s sky melts

in my bruised lips

cool water droplets aching

for a taste of sweet

pastel drenches darkness

and i pass out from the cold

as eastern skylines end

a monday requiem.

~*~

Purple rain, purple rain
I only want to see you
Underneath the purple rain…

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Dollface

you have that

special ability

of ruining my

perfect day

with your

damn words

that i hear

from other

people, it

stabs deep

like pins on

a fabric heart—

your ability’s

so fucking

special that

i don’t even

have to see

your face in

order for you

to unravel my

rare smile

into stray

threads and

loose ends.

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Monday Melancholia

Where is your head?
Where is your head?
Stuck in some dream
Where no one is listening…

~*~

RELEASE

Take me away from the anarchy of my mind

Leave all sanity and atrophy behind

Release me from the sirens that drown my ears

Cease the riveting flow of my crystalline tears

And pray keep that toxic black potion out of my reach

I implore, set me free and let my tired heart sleep.

~*~

BACKBURNER

Weary, despair, trudge, toil, and slave

Negative words that relate to desperation

But it’s funny and quite sad how many people state

That it’s also synonymous to education.

~*~

BLUE

The vision of my eyes seems to be faulty

Replacing the clear filter with shades of blue

Perhaps that’s why when I wake up I always see

That I’m always filled with gloom.

~*~

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