A gentle touch
That wind blows off.

A piece of dust,
A flake of rust.

A scornful lover's kiss,
Bitter and hard to miss.

A fly on a white wall,
In a room full of frogs.

A crumb, an ant
A shard of glass.

This is all that I have,
This is all that I am.

Roughly,

Nothing.

-SLuR

Mantles mimic maternal movements,
Moving meticulously, meshing
Mobile muscle material and minerals.
Merely mocking mothers;
Methodically milking maintenance
Mapped to membranes of man.
Mildly moaning musical magic,
Melting mutual matter.

-SLuR

I want to plant sunflowers,
Eight feet tall, with thick stems.
Sun-praising guardians
Who'll show me where the light is.

I want to be your sunflower,
Five feet tall, and frail
I'll wrap you in delicate leaves,
Withering and pale.

I want to plant sunflowers,
Who’ll bow their heads at night
As they trek through a dreamland
Guiding away all the fright.

I want to be your sunflower
But I’m not strong enough.
Can’t stand the heat from the sun,
Didn’t grow from the nutrients
Of love.

I want to be your sunflower.
Shower you in healing rays,
Give you sun-drop kisses,
Light the darkness that makes
You afraid.

I want to be your sunflower,
But I’m only a ****.
Sitting amongst the ones I grew,
Hoping you’ll pick me.

-SLuR

I sleep hoping to find that when I wake this is a dream,
That my veins are seams to some other human being.
That one day my words won’t cling to my teeth,
And my tongue won’t be a platform for broken speech.

Let this skin not be a larva bound to grow from ****,
But to form into a pupa of beautiful metamorphosis;
I want to shed from a cocoon and emerge a butterfly
And for once be held in the beholder’s elusive eye.

Strip from me this visage, this form, this sin;
All the ugliness that penetrates my surface, and writhes within.
Purge me from my own skewed expectations,
And I shall be renewed, a fetus cleansed- born again.

-SLuR

You smile in my memories and live in my aching heart,
Though miles separate our skin, we’ll never be apart.
You run throughout the canals of my restless brain,
Thoughts of you cloud my head, and stain me in their rain.
I want to be an angel wiping demons from your back,
Perched upon your shoulder, guarding you from their attack.
I’ll listen to your sorrows, and whisper comfort in your ears
Softly, like the wind that plays upon your chocolate hair.
I miss you like the ocean crying to the waning moon,
The tides in my veins pull and push me towards you;
Watching as the sky gets darker, I’m scared to see you fade
I hope I’ll have a chance to see happiness shine on your face.

-SLuR

In your hands I’ll turn to ash, easily crumbled by your breath.
With rough palms you’ll softly caress, down my neck and to my *******.
Our bodies will mesh, with heat and sweat; Sighs will feed your appetite,
Cravings building towards delight with every stroke and every bite.
Pull me close and I’ll let you inside, if you twist and writhe
With my shivering spine, as our passion collides
And my mouth writes your name for the passing skies;
Dawns and dusks blurred with moans and grunts.
I’ll surrender my love, my body, my flaws
Completely open up, just to feel your pulse.

-SLuR

Let our fingers slip from the bindings that confine us,
The items onto which we grip, that define happiness;
Tangible feelings don’t exist, they’re found deep inside.
Buried between wrinkles, is where emotions lie.
Love may linger in a kiss though it’s not found in spit,
It’s combined in shifting spirits and cocktailed chemicals,
Flowing through our bodies, it’s easily accessible.
Your satisfaction can’t be held; it can’t be bought
It’s a treasure that must be sought,
Not through aisles nor on shelves.
But simply, within ourselves.

-SLuR

The sound of the wind rustling the crusty leaves that bury me.
They smell so sweet, decomposing in the spring;
Like memories wafted to my brain and its stem.
Plant this seed in deep, between the vertebrae of my spine
And I’ll curl like a fetus, trying to find a heart to listen (to.)
The months pass in nines. I’m still trying to find a way out this womb.
Drying veins align, a path for these rivers to follow you.
I decay before I bloom, trace my pain through my roots.

-SLuR

To feel your skin against my lips,
To weave a smile from sentences,
To hear a laugh that emits bliss;
These wishes born from hopelessness.

These wishes always fall apart;
For you to hold me in your heart,
For love, for once, to come and find me
For happiness to stop running, hiding.

-SLuR

These emotions run free, words released
As tears against my cheek,
Lips stretched against teeth.
Unrestrained my heart beats, bleeding-
Staining the sheets, that cover your cold shoulders
As you turn away from me. My hands pulling towards
Our infinity. With open arms I move forward
To embrace this closed world.
Only to be rejected, left
In the freezing cold.

-SLuR

I do not fear Death and his impoverishing grip.

Against Time, bones rake a plot for my grave.
Moving towards this inevitable fate, with haste.

Night overtakes the day, leading me astray
Over you, and faraway, making my dusty heart race.
Tomorrows are becoming thinner, their threads slowly fraying
Here in my mind memories slither, burrowing deeper. Weighing.
Instilled in you I leave nothing, not a kiss nor a whisper
Neath your skull, I’ve buried an empty seed; all of me.
Growing like death in a short, harsh winter. For you to forget, all I’ve never meant.

-SLuR

Let your flames lick my skin,
Eat me away until I’m nothing.
Just ash lost in the wind,
Riding it’s current, catatonically.
Floating on the breaths,
Words left unsaid- regrets.
Boil me in your grip
So I can quietly slip,
As smoke, through your
Choking fingertips.

-SLuR

He lives in dreams and faraway breaths,
Sighs sing, echoing, from untouched lips.
Memories of dust, bloom into rust
Imprinted on wrinkles, forever-
Permanent. Forever forgotten.
Unbecoming and rotten.
Stir these thoughts, through slotted lids
Eyes turn and twist in wild ways.
Wade and slosh through imagination,
Hushed pigmentation, and
Shushed incantations.
Invoking ceaseless visions of untouched lips,
Dreams that he lives with faraway breaths,
In peace, he rests. In ash, in dust, in flaking rust;
Permanent, in thoughts, born to be forgot.

-SLuR

I want to lie on your faded sunrise,
Float on a sky, of whispered lullabies.
Awaken in your dreams,
Whisk me away on whipped cloud seams.
Condense these emotions, that fill me to brim
And together in the flowing rain, we will swim.

-SLuR

Pigs sniffing around
For mushroom clouds,
In an orange sky, we’ll drown-
Praying and shouting.
Our shadows shrouding
These strong, brick walls;
Staining skyscrapers,
With our shattered ghost.

Skin will combust
And we’ll settle into dust.
Fungi puffs will multiply,
As tears turn to ash, and dry.
Death comes in a sizzle;
Demise served by porcine people,
Searching for power in a truffle
Creating a ruffle and a ripple.

-SLuR

My spine is shifted by the wavering hands of the wind,
Guiding me like a serpent, slithering through shredded skin.
What shall I find beyond me, this veil of illusion-
A light rain of hope or darkness, unmoving?

-SLuR

In my dreams, I can feel you peel off my clinging clothes
And the heat from your fingers scorches down to my bones.
With muddy eyes, I see only darkness and blurry silhouettes
Yet it’s so easy for our wandering lips to connect,
You spit down into my spirit and it turns to mist.
Our bodies dance inside of bliss, carefully we move and twist
For our passion can be slippery when wet;
And neither of us intends to fall, deeper, into this pit.

-SLuR

Love does not extend beyond the eyes
Peace dies within, while chaos freely thrives
The world is angry and blind,
Let’s all chant to Mother’s cries
As god cracks the sky,
Watching people die;
The peeping Tom of our lives
Getting off to why, please oh- whys
We’ll return to earth but won’t help her to survive.
This evil strives- the one that exists
Because of our minds.
Who decides our self rights?
A self-righteous man writing while he’s high
On a ladder, that we’re not allowed to climb.
Daisies rot
Between strands of hair and time,
And our blood clots
As we raise fingers in a peaceful sign.

-SLuR

I'll buy a gun
To have an escape plan,
My body's a map and I
X'd out my heart to mark
Where the bullets will land.
Blam! Blam! Blam!
Here I am,
Lodged betwixt bars;
Imprisoned and sickened
In a cage that twists and ribbons
Deeply buried feelings that won't stay hidden,
I'll wrap them up all nice and pretty-
To gift you this burden;
To: Your Corrosive Love
From: My Heavy, Metal Hurting.
I feel lost in your anti nitty-gritty,
Icky, sticky self-inflated tendencies.
Being picky-picky
As you host greed,
And it eats away at you
Like a parasitic disease.
Would you help me if I said please,
If I bruised my shaky knees?
Let me praise you like a king
While you're slowly floating
On Ego's hurling winds
If you don't stop blowing,
You'll pop that hot air balloon head.

Look, I don't want my sun
To burn all this dread
I'm just trying to end my weeks
At the arcade, man.
Let my hands hold sticks of joy
Instead of stones you throw
At my frame's brittle bones;
In games I don't stay dead,
I'll make an escape quick.
Just pray my fingers don't slip
And I press the wrong button,
In a lickety split moment.

-SLuR

I can feel my skin crawl over my bones
migrating slowly away from the cold,
on top of ghastly holes
that fill with dust when I’m alone,
aching to be
In your comfortable hold.

Where does all this time go?
It seems to twist, bend, and fold
Evading my fingers
That stay stuck in desperate pose,
Clawed and reaching for the unknown.

Waiting for something to fall into my palms,
That’s safe for keeping in these wounded arms.

Tell me you still care,
Let me know something is there;
To stop this skin from searching for your warmth,
To cease the oozing from these wounds,
Allowing them to heal up and close.

-SLuR

When I'm full of condensed regret
And the clouds are spitting down
Blame, shame, and hatred
Like shards of glass they embed
Inside my worn, dusty skin;
Leaving pores wide open
To leak out staining sin.
Streaks of black and red
Pave my road of death.
It's raining inside my head,
And my brain is an umbrella skeleton,
Crooked and rusty, offering no protection.

-SLuR

Do you hear the haunting echoes?
They whisper through the walls,
Cries and calls of distortion
Flowing gently in empty halls.

They whisper, through the walls
As flower petals curl, peeling away.
Flowing gently in empty halls,
Like the lightest breath of spring.

As flower petals curl, peeling away
Faded paint flakes slowly fall.
Like the lightest breath of spring,
On my skin the echoes crawl.

Faded paint flakes slowly fall,
Revealing all my hidden shame.
On my skin the echoes crawl
Enveloping me in words of hate.

Revealing all my hidden shame
To you, the voices call.
Enveloping me in words of hate,
You crumpled me into a ball.

To you the voices call
"Another permanent mistake"
You crumpled me into a ball,
To waste, with things you could have erased.

-SLuR

I hide all this pain inside of my eyes,
Every day the tides rise;
I'm going blind,
I'm going blind.

My happiness is just a blurred outline,
Carried on the wind's cries;
And so am I,
And so am I.

In clouded sky, I can't explore my mind
My head's low, my head's high;
Dip, dive. Dip, dive.

I'll endure the flood that's bound to arrive,
Or drown inside my eyes;
I'm going blind,
I'm going blind.

-SLuR

You don't see me
You see through my layers
Of plastic sheets,
My void, my empty.
The place where blood
Would pulse and beat
Where our souls would meet,
Now only loneliness convulses
And hatred seethes
Bubbling from these pores
I'm melting, I'm melting!
Here in this horrible void,
Gravity contorts and
I feel heavy and weightless,
Pulled and pushed
Until I'm shapeless.
I carry graveless bones
To no destination,
To no home.
I'm nowhere
And
No one.
Alone
Alone
Alone.

-SLuR

Time hangs from your skeleton limbs
It rocks back and forth
Like a pendulum.
Life and Death's momentum,
Swinging to Her vibrations
Our Mother's sadness and elation
Her hate and adoration.
Take this decay as a creation,
Our bones are aging to perfection;
A fine selection of dust to spread
From toes to head,
To nurture and neglect
Her children who cry and beg.
Their suffering will end
As we return to fertile dirt
And let our souls be absorbed,
By the womb we once adored.

-SLuR

I shed my insecurities
To show you what's inside of me,
The most secret of things
That make up this being;
All of it, for your eyes to keep.

Only for your soul to see.

-SLuR

Drain this rain from my head,
The flood is rising and my eyes are ******.
Thoughts trapped away in wonderland,
Abandoned by the trace of wonderment.
This tissued space is closing in,
I can feel it tear and hemorrhage.
Rivers of red flowing through wrinkles,
Ivory bones crumple and crinkle.
I'll sit alone, on a dusty throne
Inside of my clogged up skull.

-SLuR

Here I am
Crammed-
Slammed into that corner;
Where my lungs fill with dust,
And my heart fills with sorrow.
Forlorn loner, underneath storms
Of turmoil and thunder.
Torrential puddles form
And pull me under.
Vision blurred, body curled
This darkness-
An unearthly womb
Where death rises in plumes,
A grotesque stench that pollutes
All the beauty that may bloom.
Lullabies rushed to soothe
The bitter cries of an infant;
Innocence, born to rot and gloom.
Learning to hold light a curse
Rather than carry it a boon.

Cradle me in your bones too.

Let my dust cling to you.

Squeeze me like the walls
I'm wedged between,
Release me from all this heavy gravity.

-SLuR

The sky rains down
With feathers from an angel
Look at her there, she's lost her halo.
So sad, so fragile- her tears splash and echo
As harp strings strain to play a solid note.

Come back home,
Come back home...
Your wings may molt;
Head, unadorned
From rings of gold.
But here in my arms
Is where you belong,
Let my four walls
Carry your song.

-SLuR

Waking up next to you, alone
Your fingers dance inside my soul
Digging a hole,
Deeper than this goes.
You wade in shallow feelings,
Can you see me slowly sinking?
Fading with the waning sun
As the sky's color slowly runs
Like blood, spilling onto my reflection.
Find the flaws inside perfection,
I'm happy inside our
Lonely rejection.
Your kisses take me to heaven,
They're so cruel and so cold
I feel like I'm dead.

Waking up next to you, alone
Please don't go,
Please don't go...
Let us lay inside this hole.

-SLuR

I close my eyes and I can feel it,
Turning, turning, turning.
Ever so slowly, ever so quickly
Time is sticking and slipping.
Like the spiders on the ceiling
Who dance when I'm numb to feelings,
Swallowing pills to make me sleepy
I'm awake, but I think I'm dreaming.
Can you feel me?
Can you see me?
Am I just imaginary?
What are these scenes
That play on eyelid screens?
Can you hear me scream?
Silently, silently.

Close your eyes that burn,
My soul will find freedom.
While our crumbling earth
Still quickly, slowly turns.

-SLuR

I lost my mind in lucid dreams,
Pull-apart clouds that melt and bleed,
These tiny things my eyes can't see;
Blind to fingers that bend and reach
Like rivers dripping from paper cheeks,
Streams that meet where a heart once beat,
Now a carcass where Silence eats;
A ribcage harness to carry me
And tar-clung breaths,
To serenity,
Discarded as loneliness
Where sadness seethes and sows seeds
To grow a million little pleas for flesh;
And all I reap is this skin
Marked with scars of a reject.

Down here in this hole
Is where I'll be happiest;
My light can't be missed,
If darkness is all my eyes have kissed.

-SLuR

Butterfly wings, gently flapping
As soft as lashes against cheeks;
Delicate like sheets
Stained with ink
And a sleet of memories,
That melt and freeze.
Heat excretes from feelings,
Numbness takes you from me.
Everything turns icy, and clings
To skin and muscle and cracks in teeth.

Discreetly missing
What makes us incomplete,
Continually wishing for the perfect piece.

A slab of meat
That's shaped like me,
Whose flaws perfect
My insecurities.

A heart that fills the hole,
Half of an old soul.
The glitter that scrapes
Against fool's foiled fates.

The tongue was meant to taste
And our bodies meant to waste
So let us decay, with haste
As we breathe in a new day;
Unsure when time will wait
To help us find our way
Paved in faith, and naysay
A thread we strain as we stray
Against the grain of our brains.

Our shadows,
On the ground we paste
To stick and stay-
An eternal grave,
An ephemeral stain;
That night overtakes
And light washes away.

Still, in the rays
Dust floats with grace,
Like a butterfly
Gently flapping its wings;
Against the cheek of the sky
Our skin shall meet,
And disappear in a sigh.

-SLuR

The 
Pomegranate 
Bleeds for you,
Excretions of red juice.
Eat its seeds, let life breed
In your stomach it will brew,
Like love birthed fresh and new.
Tasty lips with bitter kiss
Heart beats miss
My skin splits.
Emotion
Emits...

The pomegranate bleeds for you,
My heart, it's bleeding too.

-SLuR

My life wasted away in breaths,
I am dying, and decomposing
Underneath this flesh.
Already dead, but not quite yet
Time drags along,
At the pace of Death;
Whose bony feet sink into sands.
Oh, how they trudge- how they drag
Carving lines into this wasteland
From which, sprout hands
That fiercely pull and grab;
Ripping skin, picking scabs.
While I'm trying to plant
Seeds sewn into life's mantle
Where these flowers can grow
For my soul-
Rid me of these weeds
That drain my bones of marrow,
That enter deep and leave me hollow.
These roots my body follows,
Into the void where everything is swallowed;
The hungry, gaping throat
That we boast as fate or ghost
A god to claim the throne,
Death awaits; head adorned
In gold.
One true faith, our only lord.
Unafraid,
Knuckles bruise against his door
He welcomes me, and it's oh so warm.

-SLuR

I am a pile of contorted bones
Adult, but fetal; sinking in *****
Material, so fickle.
Time- it slows and trickles
Down sunken cheeks, to tickle
Smiles that are broken and brittle.

Casting shadows
That make me feel so little,
I'm being devoured;
Carved away by his chisel.

From the inside, I have withered
And this shell has split and splintered.

I am nothing but hollow bones,
Covered in flesh- waiting to decompose.
To be ravaged
By a shattered promise of tomorrow.

-SLuR

This song has always reminded me of you,
Even in the short months when you were plastered to my sky
Blinding me with your ephemeral light.
I guess it was the pessimist in me,
Predicting tragedies and crushing fantasies
Small enough to snort up my slimy nostrils.
Oh, how brightly you would shine then-
How fiercely you would burn.
I had been cold for so long, born inside a prison of ice
Where the only thing that would circulate was
Distance and Loneliness.
You warmed me, allowing my body
To feel a pulse of happiness
That it had never known.

You let me experience a sunny day
Only to fall out of my deep blue and roll into the ambushing darkness.

How quick the sun can drop away...

You left me stained with years of memories
That can't be erased, they stay lingering.
And this bitter taste engraved on my tongue
Will be what I expect from any form of love.
I know, one day you'll be happy without me
But I'll always look to the sky with the deepest of longings
Only to find that it's dark and empty.
Heavy rain washes over me,
In waves of grey and black.
This is all I see,
All that I am
All I'll be
Without you, nothing.
Empty, lonely, pathetic nothing.
Walking through fields of clouds and moondust,
Kicking up corpses of hopeful wishes and love.

-SLuR

Have you ever played The Sims
With the devil's controller,
Where you torment the character
That you customized for hours,
Making them fall in love
With a replica of your crush
Who you would have them wed,
Just to be used and cheated.
Then you keep them separated
Removing all the exits,
As their lack of social experience
Starts to reach its limits
And they're crying erratically
Hour after hour
Weathered down to nothing but
Scattered showers?

Well, sometimes I feel like I'm that Sim
Customized by god, who plays with satan
Both laughing at the mess that they happily created.
Watching me cry in a puddle of my ****,
Until hunger gives in
And I starve to death.

-SLuR

Pull me from make believe scenes with your gentle rap-rapping,
As the young sun spreads himself against an aging sky.
Fill my heart with your song and a calm tap-tapping,
While morning dew flowers from my dirt bed eyes.
I can feel your notes, soft like feathers as they touch me
Grazing against
The lingering darkness of the night.

And for a moment in time,
I feel as if I'm connected
To Nature and Her vibe;
Like I'm rooted in Her life
Until the second you decide to fly-
Away and above with me, a worm
Above and away, till another day.

-SLuR

I'm always worried about the placement of my teeth, and the thrashing of my tongue. Hoping that when they meet I won't sound like some fool ******* on his thumb- all deaf, blind, and dumb. My vocal cords sprout dust, and it covers my lungs when I inhale my words back like a ghost. I'll hold them in until I choke, because every sentence I speak happens to be the punchline to a joke provoking laughter from those I care for the most. I'm ignored, unless you're bored then you find I stultify much more than you were before and I'm left behind- encouraged to die. Your hands hold the blade as you teach me how to cut right, a sliver- a slice of my 'precious' life. Serve it on a ***** plate for the roaches and the flies, let them wallow in my grime as I melt away like time, or does it fly? My clocks are in the sun but their hands are in the sky, pointing to the clouds where god likes to hide. To my surprise, they aren't white; they're encased in shadows and deep, dark night. Maybe he exists, 'cause it always rains when I cry like he wants me to persist with this pain that I like. Yeah, right.. Like, love, abhor, despise they're on the same coin just different sides. I stay flipping, but it never lands right; so maybe I'm the one pleasing Pain's appetite. Sinking teeth into me with his endless bites, what's the point in trying to fight? He always finds me when I hide under sheets of loneliness that warm me with silence. A paper-thin shelter from this home's violence, my skin is colored in blues and violets; I'm a flower pigmented so vibrant ripped from the dirt and buried inside hurt. I'm always worried about the placement of my teeth, and the thrashing of my tongue. Hoping that when they meet I won't sound like some fool ******* on his thumb- all deaf, blind, and dumb. My vocal cords sprout dust, but I'll utter one last word- gone.

-SLuR

My words hold no importance,
Glance at them and forget.
Ignored by those I worship,
Rejection's written on my skin-
A pale, fragile page.
I am a book, a worm-
A maggot birthed by flies of hate,
Trying to wriggle myself within
Your putrid, rotten flesh
But, you deny me entrance;
The world's so bitter and old,
I'm so alone, lying in dust
All contorted and curled.

No body wants to be my home,
Nobody hears my sadness call.
Hello? Are you there?
Please, pick up the phone.
I am just a parasite, without a host.
Something lost, that belongs to no one.

Ignored and alone,
Ignored and alone.
The warmth of the sun feels so cold.

-SLuR

This


Fragile


Shell


Has


Cracked.


Our world, that lies
On the turtle's back;

Roots planted,
By the Sky Mother's hands.

The moon hoarsely laughs,
Through its throat ****
As the fish swim,
In chaotic patterns;
Mocking the circumstance.

While the west wind
Swiftly sniffs,
Blood rains down
The daughter's left armpit.
Her corpse kisses dirt,
We smoke her heart that grows;
Asking questions to the sky,
In our heavy clouds of smoke.

On my right hand
Lies stains of grace,
Rolling hills,
Blossomed buds,
Serene still lakes.
The flesh of creation,
Fingers that have mastered life,
And flipping the coin to the side
Where death will suffice.

My left hand represents
All that is ugly,
Lying through the grime of death,
Hiding in the darkness,
Concealing its grotesque appearance;

Crooked fingers and choices
Digging nails in search of healing,
Some form of sorcery.

We wash our hands
In love
And aggression.
Pushing and pulling knuckles
In cooperation and competition,
Are we not mirrored,
Ourselves just reflections?

Who is glass

And

Who is skin?

We shatter each other
For a deeper look within.

One and the same,
In opposite of ways.
Blending into grey,
Necessary to remain.

This fragile shell has cracked,
The world on the turtle's back
These empty hands must find
Palms to grasp, to keep the balance
In life's weighty strands.

-SLuR

I am bone cowled by death,
The lingering scent of sweat,
Pulsing veins and twitching skin;
Heavy breaths, as you're giving in.

Final drops of fear evaporate
The trace of vapor
That ignites the chase,
(If I had pupils they'd dilate)
This sensation alone is enough to sate,
But temptation causes cravings
And to my appetite I'm a slave;
Slaying souls that run through bones-
As if they were veins.
Wails encased in haunted ivory,
I get to keep and take
You belong to only me.
I am your merciless god, your life;
The devil that hides behind eyes.
I am natural and manmade,
Everything and nothing.
Portrayed decayed,
A reflection of your fate.
Stand unafraid, and straight
This is the meaning of why you wait;
Your one and only chance to have a taste.

The curve of your tongue,
And the curve of my scythe
Have the delight,
Of sharing the same slice
Fulfilling appetites, for that one good night.

-SLuR

Callused feet trudge through thick grime, and shards of glass
Heavy steps stain the cobblestone of hell's path.
Corpses turn to dust, as souls wail for forgiveness
Their pleas echoing
'clean' and 'sinless'
Begging for release of the twisted flame
That constricts and chains them to endless pain.
The tortured bellow from the deepest pits
The soulless tremble in the darkness that satan's heart emits,
The carnivorous shadows that eat away at rotting flesh
Writhing with the movement of roaches and maggots.
This empire of filth, this dirt-made palace
Whose walls reverberate with a certain madness.
Cackles weave through sonorous sobs of sadness.
Here we cling to porous pools of hope
That leak and seep into the void of the unknown.

-SLuR

Ropes chafe skin
With hungry, jagged teeth
As darkness runs amok
With dancing shadows.
Light disrespects privacy,
Timidly glancing from windows
And street lamps.
Watching the rhythmic black waves
As they devour and regurgitate
A delicate visage surrounded
By heavy bones,
A single glimmering fang
Protrudes from rotting innocence,
Ignorance silhouettes eye sockets
That pool with indifference.
Blood spills, mixing with venom
Blending guilt with pleasure.
The moon smiles as stars die,
The treacherous sun
Murders the night,
The world turns as it loses life.

-SLuR

No one noticed the world started to die,
Everyone ignored mother nature's cries.
Failing to see earth shrouded by darkness,
Lifting their hopes on a makeshift harness.
Holding the hands that covered their eyes.

In this earth, we were once deeply entwined,
Rooted in soil that buried our lies.
Harvested souls, and vessels now heartless,
No one noticed.

Ignorant to pain held deeply inside,
A pool of muddy tears replace my eyes,
Hollowed remains, just another carcass.
All the beauty I've seen looks so artless.
The time has come to say all my goodbyes,
No one noticed.

-SLuR