Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Bitter Night

Unwrap the silence and perish.

Your lips smooth
and lonely, piercing
with every word
unsaid.

Take into account
my sadness, my
withdrawn attempts to
salvage phantoms
of promise.

Scream.
I want to feel words
hurtled across my heart,
moments cold
like needles, the novelty
of your body now
a burden.

Scream, for I have
forgotten how to
speak.

I cannot leave
till you hate me, words
like scissors cutting
illusions that might
gleam.

Your lips smooth
and lonely, piercing
with every word
unsaid.

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