arsonpoet

arsonpoet May 2023

he smiles because he knows, his end is your beginning. you have went to the edge and tasted the poison of the river. it is pernicious but you let it burn your throat becuase his kiss was honey elongated into your tips of your tongue. how many more canvases and seasons would you have spent together if not for somnolence you had taken for grantedz for so long. he brushes away, leaving you incomplete, promoting you to clear your clouds from his overcast sky. you long for only one thing dear girl because you can lie to the whole world, but not to yourself.

arsonpoet May 2023

Untitled

faces of people, veins of memories remaining,
while the moments are missing.
old habits have died, the night is naked.
the call is of the forest, to unravel the roots of our callous existence.
we are only scratching the surface when we say, we want to be loved.
beneath the ice berg, is the memories we reproduce, in our light, like scented candles, unsuitable for funerals.

arsonpoet May 2023

DISSECTION 切

when i seperate all the pieces of me,
i am still left with so much more,
so much more than emptiness.
there are these feelings,
floating like clouds in the summer sky.
there are these mindless thoughts,
blooming poisonous venus flytraps
******* up life's liquorice.
these bones, muscles and feelings
will cease to exist
if the meaning to their existence
is no less than died echoes.

arsonpoet May 2023

BORDERS

in the aftermath of our sins,
we will tiptoe in the moonlight,
our reflections will be naked,
our souls will be free.
we will run out of napkins,
to wipe the tears of this victory.
a victory where victors weep,
drowned in the darkness.

arsonpoet May 2023

fathom

you cannot even begin to understand,
you cannot thread the needle,
you cannot hold onto what you know.
you can only hope to let time pass,
to let seasons change, wistfully.
you cannot paint beauty it capture it.
you can only hope to feel it.
you can only hope and hope and hope.
becuase hope is the only currency
that everybody carries
unless flame dies out
in the aftermath of a russian winger.
this melody is silent
because it speaks volumes on the
reflections of a home we all can build
or hope to build.

listen closely to understand the beauty of the moments you experience. the hope is your savior from this madness.

May 2023

Potato

She

She sang a song
of ice and snow
and dreamed of oceans
swaying slow
She swam through clouds
and flew near stars
Fell so proud
and dove so far

She was a sad harmony
A song she unsung
A silence unheard
A deed undone

She hummed a tune
of fish and birds
and bore with devotion
The beasts she herds
She swam through life
and flew from death
Fell from strife
and dove bereft

She was a sweet melody
A smile she unsmiled
A violence in violet
My hope she defiled

She sang a song
that twists the mind
and played my emotions
Leaving me blind
I swam near folly
and flew through sin
I fell in love
and dove right in

arsonpoet Apr 2023

exposè

fermented feelings rise to the surface,
faces of people, veins of memories remaining, while the moments are missing.
old habits have died, the night is naked.
the call is of the forest, to unravel the roots of our callous existence.
we are only scratching the surface when we say, we want to be loved.
beneath the ice berg, are the memories we reproduce, in our light, like scented candles, unsuitable for funerals.

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