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Elizz May 2019
Totally captured
Heart fluttered faster
A constructed cage

Found to be
A gold and black glaze
Just right

One night
To be held and had
Guided around hedged mazes

Weeping willows
Dusting smoke trails
Smudged shadows

Chasing dusk
And dawn
Elizz May 2019
Out doors
Forboden shored
Pacific mist

Graceful fits

Exhale
Inhale
Deflate
Inflate

Entwined intellects
Heart of spades
Hollowed haze

Can't find the end of this maze
Cryptic graves
O forgotten staves

Twirled canes
lawless days
Forgotten Czars

Cross scattered scars
Elizz May 2019
Top fingers
Clacking clicking
Against the wall flesh of my heart

Seam reversed innards
Octaves that follow
The hollow wronged laugh

Wounded deep sorrow

I'll see you tomorrow
Had a blast
Elizz May 2019
Sweeping falsetto
Wood shined
Somber glow

Curving phantoms
Bowed over bow
Cream candlelight

Wonderful frights
Hems
Sweeping over the dance floor

Perfume daintly teases cologne
Obviously prom is today and my boyfriend and I match (thankfully)
Elizz May 2019
Twisted hips
Broken roses
Father dozes

Stale air
Circulates through these lungs
Blood vessels enlarge

Tears streak crimson
Staining dessert cheeks
We keep turning

The world keeps turning
The world keeps bleeding
Blood that's been shed

Runs throughout
The rivers of faerie
Twisting

Turning
Leaping
Elizz May 2019
I've been waiting
The hue of your name
Has faded

Left out in the sun for too long
Crumbling off of my tongue
Favorite things

Have yet to walk out from my brain
Sick of being kept there
But not really being used

Old news
Disregarded
Sometimes I wonder

Did you ever have that talk with your dad?
Did you try?
Did you watch as the words shivered out of your jowls

Curls of anxiety
Wafting throughout your stomach
Sometimes

The idea of you folds itself out of the corner of a favored book
And I miss you
Other times

I forget you even existed
Elizz May 2019
Towards the hill
Where the sun rises
Ends curl up

Eager petals unfurl
Awaiting the daily process
Fragments

Have fallen upon this vessel
Letters have become shy
Tucking themselves

Between these thin blue lines
Color leeches out
Imagery that was once used

Finds another place to be
Peeling itself
Off of this screen
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