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strip my skin
that makes me happy
vast requited love
weaker by the minutes
what i want is worth coveting
when you turn your back on me
where your scent cannot be separated from my perfume
white wrinkled sheets
who instilled the fear?
will not be received
you already disappear into void
you in me
you will not find me
you, waiting as a final destination
enough to forget me not
condemn me not for my scars
cushioned by darkness, near the end
blueprint of despise and demise
a sense of self lost in longing
nowhere to enter
on piled up stench of rotting suffering
pointing to disillusion
ring and guide me round
sheltered sorrow, isolated grief, thief
silent modesty
single occupants of the same space
soul bludgeoned ask me to lower my shield
stifling scent,
drowning drop into the murky puddles
cushioned by darkness, near the end
cloaked like skin of venom
cigarette smoke and stale beer
carefully weighed measured counted
but offer you shelter, ask me to drop my arms
break me down into separate parts
blueprint of despise and demise
bits pieces parts
best left up in the clouds
asia clicking. ticktock ticking
beached glory of heroic tales unravelling
a sense of self lost in longing
fire woke us