1. |
Remiss
08:09
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gray morning breaks and
scatters the green off the leaves
in their struggle to grasp their branch
dead birds sing to the patience of a cancer
who decided to stay another day
rooftops lay languid on the leaking walls
as they open their cracks each hour
dust gathers in corners
with toys left devoid of meaning
forgotten, abandoned from their child
pale light from the center of the sky
absorbing life, hiding behind the beauty of white
words mispronounced
forming a speech
and it glares in it's thousand
shattered mirrors
a night of binding lights
blankets giving hope through their subtle breaths
truth flies off tongues
only to carve
into an open scar
and lay its eggs
and they grow black inside the veins
waving the disease among the streets
celebrating mirth like pigeons to their seeds
under the figment of values
careless, careless
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2. |
Rift
06:50
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ivies gather like braids
grasping the unfolding land
as crimson air caresses
the nearly broken storm
standing on weak shafts
outstretched carpets
denuded cielings
tense walls
lint throughout the lungs
scraping the last moments
on a falling ladder
as new seeds find their holes
in a beating ground
dressing the veins with a new red
vibrant as the bleeding mind
and what is old begins leaking down
through the slits between the eyes
runs across the skin
until it dries out
slowly disappearing
dim lights won't reveal
the path to a lost home
enveloped and blind
separating skies
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3. |
Porcelain
06:56
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a hand kissing the wall
red rivers passing through
lips still remain dead
a body empty of it's air
contractions feed the flat line of spoiled beings
walking on grounds took for granted
soiled by devaluation
leaving days untamend in circles
shapless bones veiled in porcelain
ligated in a hole
never witnessing the colors of light
left with a voice as bitter as envy
words heist depth under
this greatly growing light
choking back its brightness
staining life with black
ignoring each sweated breath
eyes locked deep inside the vain gestures
of a man who can taste the ticks of a clock
and spill his feathers in dust
wrapping himself in black curtains
painted shards of passing seasons
foul breaths and fallen trees
rusted dreams in a deep sleep
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4. |
Frail
02:30
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leaving like a string of air
peeling the cortex off the shades
of a drawing
as frail as the tip of the pencil
used to scribble about life
standing wistful under a leafless tree
on a resting tongue sighs entwine
to the ceding arms of this quelled monument
petals ripped off the eyes
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5. |
Transcend
05:05
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paths crossing throughout dust
with no eyes left to see
glances touch
whispers vaunt about things left
about what was given and what was taken
what was risen and what was destroyed
the closed coffins
have already blackened all
and beauty's scraped
off the rotten wood
a suffocated yearn
and nothing to witness
held hands
and spoken words
words that conjoined
the thousand colors
dressing the never ending rivers
the curtains close
and the sun drowns quietly
feathers left to the earth
swing along with the wind
part ways and dissolve
where the ground dies
nothing remains
with no eyes left to see
glances die
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6. |
Nescience
05:42
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a tongue sealed by a mass
unheard not deigned of a glance
a voice blackened
a book already written
lays its stories down again and again
skin burnt off the face
and the celebration
feasted on the throat scraping screams
as melting eyes, melting eyes
witnessed the poverty in each cheering hand
cinders spread on the ground
along with scattered beliefs
concrete walls around heads
to lull them to sleep
deeper in the mistakes
legs marching to the same song
and it drags its victims
as it plays loud in the ears
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7. |
Lakes
02:58
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8. |
Monument
11:32
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cold, still
corners barely whistle
as air
fades away
in the dimming light
choking each breath.
gates stand tall
throughout the fading hours
awaiting the end
scars glittered in the tints
of a languid iris.
a worn statue among all
adorned with stains of embraces
smothering the arid body
pierced skin
blanketing the festered bones.
A circle of silent lips
around a solitary bed.
the grey finger points
to the memories framed
and as the smile opens
frail eyes slowly close.
and measured faces fall
knees collapse
tied hands loosen
pale clouds extend.
Rain scatters
as bleak winds crumble
fires vanish
and silence overcomes.
a cleft growing between
the marble and the stone
miles of dying anemones
suffocating the ground.
the calm lies in a mattress
in a spaceless room
with an eternity ahead
and a life behind.
the pealing plaster
turns pitch black
as the splitting love
strangles each sinking heart.
shards of moments gone
and the tears gathered for one.
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