Ebony Silhouette

Tracing thoughts upon indifferent sky
the grey all too eager to absorb the black
light passing between
the colors to dusk
the rush and drowning in its name
no longer
calling

Can the bloodied rag wipe the heart clean?
flesh turn and burn
soul dance under moody skies
Exposure

Dance in the silver pour
cleansing all that taunts
and teases
upending glass
that measures the hours

Dark hallways underfoot
floor collapses to hollow
curled in the corners of the dream
awaken and wonder


Life in moving pictures
clipped slides through bent slots
catch and tear
pushing tears which
f
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drops of snow upon the grave

Pen becomes the scalpel that taps the vein
piercing to break the heart
emotions tangle through scarlet fibers
Sever the lines and watch the colors
r u n

Echoes
words leave scars upon the tongue.
can you taste the mark
swallow syllables
as down the throat they run?

Warned
each touch becomes the risk
of a slip along the blade
Drawn
sending thoughts to blur
the bleed upon the page

Buried
pulled from the center
breath of flower at its last closing
meaning beyond the scent

Melt of yellow scratches approaching black
blue shadow slides over empty spaces
swallowing the day
in the darkness shapes are drawn

Dragging the perpetual line
bend and turn the corner
broken chain

Edge of day and night meld
shadow cast
broken frame pressed
cut from the black to become

Ebony silhouette