Cicada

sick of his own face

sick of his own skin, of the dark,

he crawls outside himself

to sing

Agony

 Human emotion is slower to impact,

more insidious.

It emanates from us, or is excreted from us.

Like sweat or tears, 

and it wafts outwards like a noxious cloud,

soaking into the surroundings.

Haunted could mean showing signs or torment 

or mental anguish.

This boy...

wasnt possessed by ghosts in the traditional sense;

the days he truly struggled, 

it was as if he was haunted by pure agony.

Agony, i am convinced,

radiates farther from people than any other emotion.

She could see "it's" face, 

if it could be called a face - 

it's features were scarcely formed,

crude and shapeless.

His blind eyes were merely raised bumps at this point, 

like the eyes of a statue, 

seeing nothing but his own grief.

Rebel Yell

 To love becomes

an act of rebellion

when it comes from a place

where it never was,

where it was needed badly

Just Awhile?

 Duskborn beauty

with moonveil eyes

i am an orphan 

of a rotten witch,

soulless and empty

and although i am of no use to tyou

may you hold me awhile?

Together

 in this absolute space

of infinite distance

you dwell deeper and deeper

in my longing

This is where you can't separate 

yourself from me

for in all its bitterness

this distance 

is my ultimate closer to you-

beyond forever

Thorns In my Side

 You are the knife in my wound

the salt in my eye

a nail in my coffin

nettles in my bed

a dark cloud on a sunny day

good new spoiled 

a blatant lie

to someone who loves you

Ritual

 Brutally severed

from the umbilical cord of Mother Earth

navel-gazing into nebulous obscurity

i've lost myself in the erratic haze

between each waxing and waning phase

of senseless sage-smudged days

and quartz-dappled moon water nights

 forever anointing me

in their amnesic malaise

blinded to the pathways

that i wll lead my soul

safely home

Parasitical Baptism

Eaten away by larvae

this armor is illuminated

with the dreams of the pupating insects

that were born in the deep

these dreams now serve as guidance

for the forcibly-baptized

A parasite for bad thoughts

bites at moments of serenity

crawling all over my identity

feasting on a plague of tortured whispers

leaving a mind full of itches

that form wounds

a million stitches

can't hold together

Kintsugi

 Maybe, one day

joined with gold

all the fragile pieces of my continuously smashed heart

will be fixed

in place forever

Beloved

 those hallowed sentiments you fired

like arrows

piercing my forbidden apple heart

Preached as gospel from a tongue

now silent

burned by the lies that once honored it

These dying memories i vowed to keep

gather here

to do witness your adored undoing

Tempt

 Ensnared in the teeth

of your own desire

by false choir

so susceptible are you

to their song of death

plucked on heart strings

with spread wings

drowning in the depths

of seduction

a melodious destruction

Doleful

 standing before a smashed reflection

shards of grief slice me open

droplets of clearest memories

cry from wounds as past echoes

mourn the me

i was known to be

Aura

 Subtle bodies lie

under the blanket 

of a rotten night sky

Frenzied fingertips dance over tattooed hands

a chaotic mess colliding into stardust

leaving nothing but the fetid lust

of stale perfu,e

on each other's skin

Falling Apart

 like teeth

that have been pulled 

from my slack jaw

all that is left

is my rotten tongue

that teases blood

from the wounds 

of my obsession

Absence

 i am sorry for forgetting you

i know i promised not to

i stuck your name between 

the pages of a book

i never got around to finishing.

i dropped your laigh between

my couch cushions,

your hands got swept up with the crumbs.

Your voice - your voice?

You had one, i thought you had one.

you can't blame me

for forgetting you had one.

Truth be told,

you absence 

has not made my heart

grow fonder;

it has made my heart grow stronger...

i See You Looking

i could look your way

and make you wonder

what it's like to be underneath me

i'd drop a pen and you'd watch the way 

i'd get down on my knees

to wipe ink off the stained floor

you imagine me in prayer

in worship

the way Caesar did to Venus...

Send Me On My Way

 My eyes look up to yours

the worldly looking at the cosmos

Touch my bare hands goddess

and send me on my way.