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Jan 2016
I received a gift from You
Said put it on your tongue
And let the buds bloom under it
More loudly they will hum
Just set it there in bitterness,
Collect the final rinds and wait
As lines that swirl in splendor now
Had at one time seemed straight.

A minute was an hour,
And an hour was a day
A day; another lifetime
I prayed not go away
Laughter rumbled floorboards
Love left broken bed boards
Lights that we would swarm towards
Restless, winged, creatures

Safe behind a window pane, we watched
The night sky coolly whisper, icy breaths
Which formed in fractals, spiny crystals  
And wrapped up in my old fur coat,
We scoffed upon the thought of which that
Anything so beautiful could pierce the beating Heart.
Just gazing out, We longed to pluck the sky of
Glowing diamonds, floating in a cape of silken royalty

But from below the light came creeping
Spite unwieldy, slinking to the ceiling, chaos
Minds quite far from sleeping, barely
Blinking where our bodies stiffly lay.
Exhaustion shuddered eyesight, as the
Pixelated daylight pierced, the dilated
Membranes of our souls screaming in pain.
The heat which kept on rising, swarmed around two bodies writhing,
Undermining was the timing of which walls could melt away.

Now we huddled in the corner where
The brightness could not reach us, so that
Oozing walls could not drip and release to us  
The flesh-eating elixir that on contact steams and sizzles
Away dreams before it fizzles away skin and sanity(s),
I looked to you, but no relief, these thoughts they weighed too heavily
Alone as panic smothered me, I might not make it safely, I said
“Look at what you’ve wasted, see, this place it has a face, and it is radiating red!”

I grabbed the nearest pen, to write
My Will upon the sill, you watched
Bewildered by the spill of thoughts
Now bleeding on the windows, walls
And mirrors- they too feared what
I had geared in ink that seared into
These cavern walls of which we washed away the years in.
Now looking for those marble stairs, with the hope to disappear..

Blind and ******, eyes they looked to you for hope
But felt the desperation float upon you, like
An invitation to unravel once and all.
Epiphany. The world you had created
Had been only weighted by
Your precious need for company.
And in that thought, you handed out the gift to me
No second plot, beyond that of companionship and misery.

Ruined, longing, needing wanting,
Leaf-like fairy decomposing
Watching lit up eyes stare loathing
At the guilt that was awakened.
Once a world pastel and fuzzy, buzzing
With A lovely light that bouncing, wildly
Let sight see beneath a veil of pleasantries.
Up you stood without a single glance behind
you crossed over the final line - from which the gift was given.
Stella Stardust
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