Desires

What would you do for love?

Would it benefit you to
witness your heart being
trampled within the mud?

Invent a clone, then
impale yourself
to witness true pain?

Banish your memories
to rid of these ill gotten
diseased notions,
to relinquish your remorse.

Have your colors fade away
into the thin sky,
to only create a rift,
of oblivious trauma.

Leaving yourself
in a timeless paradox
to be discovered in a river
of meaningless shadows,
as they cast themselves
around you like
soulless marionettes
in a paradoxical battle
for their indecisive hearts.