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Delilah Jun 2015
Pine needle spine man holding our memories in his hands his wife is crowned with midnight and starlight and smoked pipes climbing down rooftops into the night blatantly crouching on couches and corners watching the torture of being ignored play out into the morning where hope is found in sunspots blinding and leading you to the trees where bottles hold hostage secrets that you could never believe his sweater tightly wound around your knees and the deep blue of his soul has vanished into the public pool where green stripes and chlorine fights are left to surgically remove the sanity from your brain

and the only thing left are the words you can’t tame
Delilah May 2015
Foreign ghost around the counter
Forcing foreign blood from his mouth
As we bash the bearded boy with leather tethered together
Today holds perfect weather

My knees bleed a different blood every time I fall
Remembering that each turn takes an inch away from how tall
I appear to our God
Penance is an afterthought when I'm shedding skin on strangers beds

Slashes in my palms
I imagine them saying
I Love You
The way he never did

Slashes on palms
I press them to my face and watch the luminescent red devour me
As I drown in platelets and plasma

He never wanted anything like this
Delilah May 2015
i plunged into my own blood
and read the book my mind has planned
land and sea and sand

its all for you

every ******* thing i still do
Delilah May 2015
the buzz of what we never were is alluring
i'm the saint but you're the sinner for me
i cut your hair
made you impaired
i wanted you for my own
you're strength was gone
i did you wrong
i cried all night
could you tell?
hair black and rough
coal holding diamonds strong
how could i do you wrong
this is that last time i sing this song
Delilah May 2015
My modern wolf don't growl don't scowl don't anything i can't be alone and you're alone we're all alone in glass cases traveling to far away places in our minds unlocking words road length size there is a reason for the soul in your eyes and your potential breathing into lungs that remain unsung just sing my favorite song ****** i want my favorite melody to fall from your lips is that too much to ask for am i an *** for trying to love you wrong or right that one night was a lie and we both know it but i wanted to believe it like all of the fairy tales that took place in my woods  were as fictional as when you stood in front of me and cried because darling we're all going to die you aren't exempt you aren't a saint you aren't a sin i couldn't win you over but i could try little liar
Delilah May 2015
I am just hapless Delilah
Chopping at heads as I go but mostly my own
I never loved me I never loved you I never loved anyone
Placebo boy
Troy didn’t have the capacity for your wars
Your scalp needed to breathe and I needed one more night with a vulnerable man

Samson
What is a man

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