My words are gone
I like to think that they are spread among the stars
That in that celestial universe of wondrous beauty
They too are beautiful –
No matter how tragic their meaning
And although a falling star ceases to exist
It leaves a stardust trail; Shimmering, silvery energy –
An eternal link to the unknown before
And the unknown after –
As I hope my words will do
I gave you my words
Spilling from my cautious soul in freefall…
Luminous, lovely exclamations in awe of your presence
Shooting sparks and fire, just like your eyes
You caught them in your hands and threw them to the midnight sky
Laughing like you had found wild love
While your lion eyes claimed me as yours, or so I thought
But our love was no feast…
We were scavengers in the garden
And soon our bones were brittle –
Hunger fueling madness and disordered molecules; Vertigo aberrations
You cut the smile from my face with your rusted razorblades
And the sky fell down, spinning all the stars in reverse rhythm… to erase us…
Our brutal death too painful for the wretched worried –
Those weeping angels by the gate, holding the worlds last hope in their gentle hands
Praying for a soft place to land, to cool the raging bitterness that defined something beautiful
Wrecked it with such callousness
Our three fates failed destiny
Magic moon in full eclipse, obscured what was and should have been
You won’t believe what you can’t see
Behind the glass of shattered mirrors, your rusted eyes a gristled graveyard –
Cauterized; Dead to shadows luring ghosts
Aborted love, this midnight sky hemorrhaging infant dreams, beneath a paraphed heaven
We were an amphigory, an extensive misnomer
Too late for us, your embittered soul plumed with insanity; Stiletto rage stabbing 13 layers deep…
Slicing at your fevered eyes beneath a trembling moon and withered sky
All consuming pain disintegrating eternity; You stood there and watched heaven burn –
Even though you couldn’t see…
And my tears rained down a torrent, my tears became my words
My tears became your absinthe; You drank until you slurred –
Flames chewing up the sky, like your serrated machete teeth that left lovers hickeys on my thighs
Licking up the blood, you smiled, and cut me again
Graphite veins, honeyed blood, puncture wounds, contemptible, damnable sighs
That shook the stars from their beds
Turned the moon from pale to red
I kissed my words into the sky
I kissed my love for you goodbye
Theater of Sorrows 