Saturday, February 20, 2016

Desperate Tears

Run like rivers on fire
On fear
Falling like incendiary rain from smoking eye pit
Burning trenches of forgetting in the canyon face turned long away from the sun
No shoulder to catch these
Pain drops
Deep
Running scared
Breast heaving uncontrollable
Inconsolable
Most dangerous on its own
Alone in its fantasy
That night makes right
When no one can see
You walk yourself into a heaving sea of icy waves
A quiet lake of semi-permanent solitude
A hot shower of eyes covered by hands too frightened, too hurt to reach out
And no one will be there when your eyes are opened again
Into a sober realization
That walls are made of the metastisized flesh of our broken spirit
Desperate tears
Like acid
Rain
Rain down
On me

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