out of frame
my emotions are in pain
as if someone pulled out my lungs
dragged them across the wooden floor
and put them in icy water
only to leave me with a fever
that I can’t touch
the heat spreading through my skin
yet leaving me numb
powerless
with a whole gaping inside
blood streaming
but body intact
mind working
everything working, are you sure?
the strings that build me
they tangle
they shift
I feel so outside
sensations disturbing my matter
leaving me blind to logic
no sanity to sign on the dotted line
just this thing that I have
something without a name
it prays on me
but it also leaves
it always does
the only words falling out of me
are
it will get better... just not today
...
don’t
littering the ashtray
the smoke runs high
scattered thoughts
lost days
looking
searching
don’t break the glass
those walls are too thin
don’t mess with the heat
the room is already warm
the dishes lay on the floor
pieces of China won’t fall back to place
don’t use the gold paint
it won’t glue me back
at the window, I gaze
the night is dark
the night is cold
the knife lays on the ground outside
littering the ashtray
the smoke runs high
scattered thoughts
lost months
too many months
the head hurts bad
don’t litter
you’re making a mess
the wounds on my arms
they run deep
the knife was sharp
the heart was warm
now it lays outside
rusting in the cold
and so does the knife
don’t litter the ashtray
the smoke is too high
it clouds my vision
it sinks in my clothes
the words once whispered
no smoke without fire, child
no blood
without a working pump
so open a window
and make it wide
hush and wait
until it clears
too much smoke in your veins, child
too much of it to take
hush now
hush
.
switch it
I’ll turn myself inside and out
my flash, my bones
I’ll filter the blood
and exchange my love
for something that I can hold
I’ll look in my veins
I’ll push out the nerves
mix my senses and lose my voice
I’ll brush off the sweat
and dip in my skin
fingertips touching the swollen cells
I’ll turn myself inside and out
I’ll rage a storm
turning my flawed core_ into a song
a play pretend_ that I am able
that I am sane
so when you will look at me
at my upsidedown meaning
at my unbroken words
at my fake flesh
you’ll think there’s nothing wrong
that this is how I am
.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oksHjuqzsi4
the tango
a small flutter of wings is the whisper under my soul
hidden under my ribs
and moving through my bones,
love moves inside of me
warming my blood
and ending under my fingertips
sliding against your skin
whenever we touch
fingers gliding close to your heart
to feel your pulse
and to slowly reach your lips,
I fall into you
and taste you on my tongue,
your mouth tastes of berries
and your skin of salt
your heartbeats
tick like seconds and mark my time,
that hot breath that you leave on my neck
the feel of your hands on my back,
arms holding me closer
until I lose my breath
head spinning
mind at its last
coherent thoughts lost
logic put to its rest
body against body
builds friction that speaks
it speaks of you and me
of me and you
with a small flutter of wings
like a low whisper
just before the explosion
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqgArRZouZg
between us
.
did I ruffle those perfect feathers of yours, darling ?
no love, you just tickled the fire in my soul
and how does the blaze feel under your skin, does it burn ?
no, I bathe in it, like in a summer’s dream
it does not scorch your soft lips ?
it never does, it never will
but it must hurt you when your body is ignited by flames... it must
no, you are my flames and there is no other way I will have it
you must see reason here
the only reason I see is me against you, so say no more
yet. . .
no, my love, enough! no words! why do you question my reason, why do you doubt my words? have I not shown you how my body trembles under your faintest touch?
how my soul bursts into flames and how my heart threatens to jump out of my chest? how each fiber of my being, screams for more of you?
I know all of those things
and yet you doubt
I fear for you
you should not, I am perfectly at ease
and if there is harm ?
there will be none
but if so ?
then I will burst into flames, I will fall to ashes and then rise from them like a Phoenix, a fearless creature that always flies... just burn with me, my love... no more questions asked
this love that we share, always so complex and painful by its ends, yet you hold the truth, my dear, you always do
then we shall burn together ?
we always have, and we always will
no more words between us ?
no, just our hot breaths and nothing else
nothing else, never again
______ ______ ______
momentum
molecules of my heart are no longer in motion, they decided to just exist
they won’t expand, they won’t create
it feels that I lost or never even gained
my momentum
I stopped counting atoms of my being
outweighed
by the heavy matter of my pain
I think I lost my basic possibilities
can’t take another leap
in fact, I don’t seem to even understand the notion
and if I won’t jump,
I won’t be able to swim, I won’t flow
and floating to me is the closest way to flying
and I need to fly, so I can breathe
I need to breathe
here
be selfish
and
ignite my bones
on this night
under this moon
there it is to feel
to embrace
that fire that comes from you
it does not hurt
that smoke
that will not fill my lungs
but circulate
around my heart
it won’t touch it
it will just tease
it will please
walk around me slowly
notice the sphere
careful steps
around the broken glass
shhh
those are just my thought
no sounds
only flat responses
tiny specks of dust
filtered by single heartbeats
rushed
deep-set nerves
quiet, it’s alright
you can touch me
I won’t break more
I have my sharp edges
those pointy ends
that show my past
that darken my skin
and color it purple
listen
I won’t wound you
I only hurt myself
be selfish
and
ignite my bones
and I will pour honey
on my blades
and dark molasses, on your soul
sticky-sweetness
and hidden sins
on this cold night
so close
body against body
distant flames
around
that foolish hope
***
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXq-14lV79s
found this song by Coldplay, and then... it found me
my ink
notice it
take a look
right there, in the middle
but a bit to the left
a tattoo heart
a distance under my ribs
count to ten
and rip it off
a tortured soul deceives without a hint
a permanent state for a liar
darker than the ink
a needle marks the place
branded symbolic lies
crafty shaped
pushed against a wall,
a strong pulse
behind a weak will
a distance under my ribs
tattooed on a heart
that skinny yarning
that selfish need
unable to speak the truth,
so coated for warmth
around a lie
I cannot speak the truth
I don't know how
it's just darker
then I lead it to be
it's quiet inside
more than I want it to be
lies start
between rib number eight
and rib number nine
listen to me,
listen carefully, please
just close your eyes
and listen to the slow heartbeats
between the fast lies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtRIz7VocNs
take your time
between my fibers
your words feel like heartbeats
sentences building up to a pulse
a certain shiver when lips touch
a scorching fire when hands shift and move
ready to explore the unknown ground
imprinting on my skin
and leaving a mark
the only pain of mine
that always feels so good
a casual bruise
set in the heart
***