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WHEN SKYLOR STARTS TO FADE
2 dimensional heart,
strung up with insecurity.
Immaturity.
Onyx stone in the beak of a crow.
Chatter from freezing animals,
chained to winter ground-
forgotten.
Pin stuck plastic dolly.
Eyes gouged out 25 years ago.
Padlocked inside doors,
and T.V. lit rooms buzzing demonic...
Desperate housewives,
desperate houseflies.
"LIVE-LAUGH-LOVE" collecting dust,
and smoke stain-
Crooked on the wall.
Take those fucking whimpers,
and feed them to your pillow.
Do not let an ounce of that hurt
leak out a drafty window.
Do not let a glimpse of your shame
slip under the door.
Keep that prevalence suffocating in those
ashtray rooms.
The scent of lipstick and dirty clothes.
Bank statements in overflowing trash cans.
Burn holes on paper butterflies.
That is what was left trapped,
when I closed the door behind me.
Defeated by the unreachable...
When Skylor starts to fade.
strung up with insecurity.
Immaturity.
Onyx stone in the beak of a crow.
Chatter from freezing animals,
chained to winter ground-
forgotten.
Pin stuck plastic dolly.
Eyes gouged out 25 years ago.
Padlocked inside doors,
and T.V. lit rooms buzzing demonic...
Desperate housewives,
desperate houseflies.
"LIVE-LAUGH-LOVE" collecting dust,
and smoke stain-
Crooked on the wall.
Take those fucking whimpers,
and feed them to your pillow.
Do not let an ounce of that hurt
leak out a drafty window.
Do not let a glimpse of your shame
slip under the door.
Keep that prevalence suffocating in those
ashtray rooms.
The scent of lipstick and dirty clothes.
Bank statements in overflowing trash cans.
Burn holes on paper butterflies.
That is what was left trapped,
when I closed the door behind me.
Defeated by the unreachable...
When Skylor starts to fade.
Published 27th Oct 2015
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27th Oct 2015 9:48pm
Wow what a deep and thoughtful write...
feeling this....
Zazzles
"LIVE-LAUGH-LOVE" collecting dust,
and smoke stain-
Crooked on the wall.
Take those fucking whimpers,
and feed them to your pillow. <--- extremely vivid Jasper
feeling this....
Zazzles
"LIVE-LAUGH-LOVE" collecting dust,
and smoke stain-
Crooked on the wall.
Take those fucking whimpers,
and feed them to your pillow. <--- extremely vivid Jasper
29th Oct 2015 2:20am
28th Oct 2015 5:20pm
Hihi's sweet poet!!.. must agrees w/ m'sis Jackie on chosen my faves[great lines] seconded!
Your layering of scene and detail paint a vivid pic of the 'forgotten' things..
"Desperate housewives,
desperate houseflies."
~had to smirk at the realism here
&
"That is what was left trapped,
when I closed the door behind me."
~this one hurts to read & the somber scene before door closes, wow to the solid heartswacks, misters..
& hugs to the deep emotion.. the end is perfection & I hope a symbol of better days to come.
enjoy all your works & sorries for my tardy[internet hates me] ;)
laters n much respect JS,
~d
Your layering of scene and detail paint a vivid pic of the 'forgotten' things..
"Desperate housewives,
desperate houseflies."
~had to smirk at the realism here
&
"That is what was left trapped,
when I closed the door behind me."
~this one hurts to read & the somber scene before door closes, wow to the solid heartswacks, misters..
& hugs to the deep emotion.. the end is perfection & I hope a symbol of better days to come.
enjoy all your works & sorries for my tardy[internet hates me] ;)
laters n much respect JS,
~d
29th Oct 2015 2:19am
Thank you so very much my friend...I do not expect anything from you ,except your EXTRAORDINARY gift of poetry ;) keep writing
