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Jo Dec 2014
logic is crushed by your steel-toed boots
your words wrap around my ribs,
bony fingers curling around my neck,
filling my lungs with sulfur.
glitter flashes before my eyes
the memories glistening like diamonds,
before turning into thunder,
pounding
crashing
loud enough to break even the strongest beam.
the frequency of the memory is deafening,
caught in a wave of idyllic despair
bursting past our young consciousnesses.
i am trying to grasp the fleeting moments,
hold them close,
before burying them far away
where they can remain as untouched souls,
pure and simple.
i cannot ever bring myself to wonder
if you have done the same.
but on the darkest of nights,
stars surround your shadow,
lighting up your voice
that has never left my ears.
and i am weightless
spinning
swirling
floating until my feet are no longer touching the ground.
my vision is blurred,
bursting into a thousand fiery flames
composed of iridescent snowflakes
before evaporating into the clouds.
It's a slow pull of gravity
as I fall back to earth,
crashing and diving and hurdling
toward the dusty surface,
trying and failing to regain my balance.
the world seems lost
the world seems ruined.
and i rise
lifting my face toward the light.
I can see a reflection in the mirror
And
I am dancing
Alone

-j.m.

— The End —