You
Shattered
My silence.

My
Empty
Mollusk
That
Is
My shell.

If
You
Think I loved
You,
Wouldn't.   You.          Be.      


To.                Tell?


I
Would
C r a w l
To
                The edges
Of
      The universe.  

Just for

You.

Let me
          dream of
                          beasts
                                    in bed.

Let me
            swallow
                          the blackness
                                            of delusion again.  

Let me
             listen to
                          the
                              quiet sound
of your heart
b
e
a
t
i
n
g

as I
        drift
               off
                    into a
                               land of
                                         perpetual
                                                         tranquility.


Drifting
and
drifting
and
drifting
once
more.

I find


myself



falling


into an



arbitrary



rabid



battle




with

myself.



Falling.





Falling.




Falling.





Falling.




And




then






suddenly




Stop.

No.


I don't wish to stop.


My

eyelids

open

to frantically

scan my

new                                                      surroundings,

                                                                                     that

is yet                                                                                    another



illusion of
                                                                                              myself.



Is this where I belong?




No.





I don't wish to stop.







I don't wish to stop.



I don't wish to stop.






I don't wish to stop



without you.





Don't
         let me  
                   fall
                        until
                                the
                                        placid
                                                 sound
                                                           of
                                                                your
                                                                       heart

b
e
a
t
i
n
g

  

falls flat.

I
Want you
To strip me (of my clothes)
Of my freedom,
Of everything that I believed in.

I
Want you
To caress me
And
To sing sweet lullabies, for
When our troublesome
Dreams frighten us, I
Want you to
Be there
For me.




I
Want you
To be the
Fair-skinned creature, who's
Eyes glisten like
Sparkling wine and who's
Warm embrace lingered
Without a slight touch
Of my breast.


I
Want you
To undress me, and
Tell


Me




To




Get


On



My knees.




I
Want you
To strip
Me of my
Innocence and
Dangle it across
A canyon
With a thousand
Other hearts
That you
Have yet
To destroy.

I wasn't
Pleased by
My fertility.
It didn't
Suit my stained
Clothes
Or
My
Clover cigarrettes.

I wasn't pleased
By your
Sense of entitlement.
You didn't
Suit
My
Mind.

Please.



Please, for the sake
Of humanity,

come back
To me.

You were the
Reason why
I've stayed alive
all of this time.

"I love you."
She said.
"I would be
Nothing without you."
She said.

suddenly,
I can solemnly
Remember
Seeing your coiled
Body next
To
Mine.

We
            Were
Like
             Snakes,
    You and
I.

And
As
The (
python)
That you (were),
You
Slipped
             Between       my      fingertips.

"where have you
Gone to?"
She said.



"Please

Don't

Leave."


She


Said

"I love you."






I



Said.

I'm
Not
Ready.


Please


Please



Please




Don't go.

.


                                                    




                                                        I
                                                Want to
                                                Push you
                                                To the brink
                                               Of existence.




                                                     I
                                                 Want
                                                To supersede
                                               Your subconscious.


                                                        I
                                                    Want
                                                       To
                                                    Remember
                                                    The slight
                                                    Warmth (touch)
                                                    Of your heavy
                                                        Head
                                                           As
                                                           It
                                                            Came
                                                            

C
R
U
M
B
L
I
N
G
  
D
O
W
N



                                                        With
                                                         Fear
                                                          (And)
                                                        Resenment.

                            



                                                 You were above
                                                   Natures natural
                                                    Order (f
                                                                A
                                                                T
                                                                E)
                                                    Some would say.



                                                     Perhaps these imeanable
                                                                 "They"
                                                         Spoke not only
                                                            A truth a day
                                                                   But
                                                                 Spoke
                                                                In broken
                                                                     Tongues.
      
                                                
                                                     The undeniable lies
                                                             Maybe easily
                                                                 Forgotten..
                                                           But the forgotten
                                                            &nbs

Despair,  
I don't like
you very well.
You don't suit
my clothes or my cigarettes.
Why do you locate here
as large as a tank,
aiming at one half
of a lifetime?
Couldn't you just
go float into
a tree instead
of locating
here at my
roots,
forcing me out of the life I've led

Tu me manques.