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Batchelor Apr 2020
What you told me, rang true.
Did I want to use the power of the hammer to shatter glass?

Or to forge myself anew, like steel?
The fact I kept talking about how things were, showed I cared still.

Now, scream at the hole we left each other.
Stand in your corner and scream with me.

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
a drive to find peace
a need to be whole

the heart understanding a feeling
the mind fumbling for meaning

this is vicious
what was private emotion
is now exposed

Indeed, there is no question
Whether their tunes start again.
This time, they all halt.
Paradoxical desire, illogical conclusions.

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
the wine spills
soft whines to no avail
fake rhinestones scatter into debris
love, wry and wrought,
wracked with distraught.
"Get out!"

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Despite what you've heard, I'm not quite dead yet.

You might've erased all good in me,
But like how the sea always met the shore,
I'll still be here.

You no longer remind me of anything.
You won't stick by in my soul for long.

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
I am of little faith.
You have taxed yourself, time & aggression wearing your soul down.
We have still a long way to go, my darling.

Have faith in me.
"And I heard there was a secret chord, that David played and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music do you?"

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Regina meum, peccatum meum, mi domina.**

Terrifying feeling of something new.
As your lips trailed down my neck.


Terrible things I felt in my body,
As my mind fell to black.


It's a maddening twist of fate.

I'm forever yours now, aren't I?
O killer queen.

December 2017.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Her body writhing to the rhythm of unconstrained lust

Imbibed of her soft growls and ragged moans

My own mind travelled : Their bodies/ Shuddered in his embrace
Enraptured by bliss
Lapping up his bounty

Fire, fire everywhere again.

It all burns away in his mind.
O desire.

December 2017.
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