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David Berger May 2019
Reflection of me in you
A frame for my fantasies
Cracked and flawed
Hung on a wall
The frame of my mistakes

Mistakes in judgment, courage, course
Mistakes that make me numb and corse
The stakes stand high
The tides stay low
No longer waves will soften edges of this rocky shore
A shorty but a goody
David Berger May 2019
Close to you
But how close can I get without getting burned by
Your skin
So tempting, so vicious, so mysterious
Trapping me in
My own mind
Is tripping when you're near
My own mind
Betrays my senses and ruins
Everything
Is perfect, if I see you
Today

My mind is not so sure
Any more and I will
Leave, tonight, we live
Despite
The lies and liars
Light will guide me
To the truth
And you're the light
David Berger Apr 2019
Silence. At some point,
Where voices overlap to form white noise
Everything is silence
Sound is what you want to hear
Everything else silent noise

The sheer volume of sensations we’ve gotten so used to
That we ignore, as if they were never there
Because relevance is temporal
Except for time
Infinitely relevant
The most merciless constant

Light moves at its speed
And I move at the speed of time
And speed is my patient killer
David Berger Mar 2019
Decide, don't change your mind
No chance to find a perfect kind
Settle, for less or more, no matter
Settle, take roots and open up
Settle on something,  for God's sake
But please do not continue playing an innocent
When your arms are stained in red
I read some time ago that princesses
Exist only as dreams to keep us happy
What seems a princess now
Will grow an ugly vail
Once the poison of her flesh loses its hold
On your thoughts, hopes, and impulses
And you will see the truth behind—
An ordinary, vulnerable, human
In the same timeline and location
Missing out
On something that could be in her arms
Lest she kills the idea in infancy
I hope they decide
David Berger Mar 2019
I wish I could get what I want
Without crossing any lines
Without obligations
Just succumbing to pleasure
No judgment, no complaints
No questioning of actions and anxiety
Letting our bodies decide
Sliding into each other's thoughts, feelings, pants
Colliding, groaning, neglecting
The insignificant events outside
Of our space

I wish I could make it our space
I wish there weren't so many obstacles
Keeping me alone and away from you
Are those forces permanent?
And if they are, am I powerful enough to withstand them
On my way to you

Will you wait for me?
As I'm crumbling to pieces in front of you
As I'm spilling my blood and soul just to prove my conviction
Suppose I never reach you, abandon my quest
Will you forget, or will our memories last?
Of those we want but cannot have.
David Berger Mar 2019
You are forever mine
Your hair, your hands, your eyes
I’m dying in your arms
But your weeps are futile

For in your arms I find
Another man’s delights
Another man will soon
Take up your love and care

I dare to come again
Knowing the curse of love
I step into your room
And find you there alone

Excited to return
I stride to you, in vain
Your head to me you turn
And I can’t hide the pain

The pain to realize
That in your arms again
I’ll find myself today
And yet the pain will surface
When I will leave, and after me
Another man will enter
And you will turn yourself to yet another face
Mine in my head, but not reality
David Berger Mar 2019
Caught lifeless. Unbearably lifeless
Your body lies under the train
The darkness, encompassing darkness
Has taken you under its reign

Neglecting good judgment or reason
I joined your unnatural pose
In life’s most impetuous treason
The setting unshakably froze

Together we’re lying in silence
Yet lying in silence we lie
To those who will follow our guidance.
They’ll also lie facing the sky

We’re liable for their reliance
On false idols founded in lies
But only with youthful defiance
They’ll see through our lonely disguise

Semantics are lost in translation
The spirit, however, is not
You offer reconciliation
But really you offer a knot

I have to accept this **** offer
I don’t have the strength to refuse
Although it is sick and improper
I’m tightening fate’s thorny noose
Inspired by Anna Karenina
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