-figment of hope ~ in collaboration with _shadoe_(yekaterina)

Tell me again
how darkness isn't your lover
when you've worn it like beloved chains
of lost finger parades around your nape
as you bend to the will of knotted days
we knew each other too well
to remember what had died...

a carpet red and gold leaf
do you weep alone
to suppress what's bleeding
from wounds impossible to forget
to transcend darkness without end
to recall the bitter taste of tears
come to rest on stolen breath...

frayed flokati filaments whisper
that god is somewhere within me.
i press my cheek flush to fibres

& somewhere over my left shoulder
the parallels converge & fractals
are less fragmented. she is

another figment, of hope suspended
from a hymenal thread, forgotten
after it was plucked & restitched.

my sanguinity has soaked the rug
but it's been too long since i've
had enough courage to cry.


I'm the first two stanzas, the rest is her brilliance...