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Resting in the right mindset: don't cut wrists but ledges off buildings we stand on instead

Layered pouring surface concrete hardens over time.
i fell, bonded among fluent feelings; green code
burning through the circuit cords cursive creator.
conducting;a symphony built off faulty scaffolding of sin.

Ideas of you haunt these voiceless words on wayward pine wooded lips
and your sapphire blue explosions fade away;parching me,
cloud of debris and smoke settled in the sea of dusk,kicking up lungs.
this race for your heart was never a game
but a fatal gunshot from your garter belt.

you didn't need my physics holding you down
but i'd hoped you would reconsider the thoughts in which you left.
i'm sinking faster in the silence,
this solitude...but i'm surrounded by a sea of people.

they;being of black & grey shade,
marching,
shuffling their feet to daily routines
as daylight dies in television sets.

these shoulders are too far to rest your head,
autoclave sparrow.

American traditional troubled,
tasting streets of desperation,
smell the gasoline off fingertips from the pump.
spinning out from car wrecks,
windows bursting on impact.

you are how falling occurred.
harvesting breath as the taker,
time master trailer tanker driver,
siphoning; because i blinked and lay broken
as fine China sucked up from the vacuum cleaner.








samael
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
Published
Author's Note
24/30
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