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Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
I see my reflection
she grasps my hands.
The water ***** deeper:
drags me down.

I go under.

The world is a distorted chasm
  surrounded by shadows
  creeping around
    every
     corner.

Roads slide into the night
  with no light.

Gardens decorated with
false fiery bulbs.

Curtains camouflage the windows:
chimney lights up
loud load.

Red handed.
They blow out.
Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
Women whirl
in flutters of white.

Men stomp
about in bleak
black suits.

Music stops...

Air
grasps
throats.

Led into hallway
festered with doors.

The door thrusts

open.

They enter church.
Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
Last fragmented seconds
stopped your
hour glass heart.

Time was playing
with you.
Snapping your
spare parts.

Time left you alone:
You now have no
rules or boundaries.

Your free,
free to roam,
anywhere?
Anywhere, plausible.

You are immortal.
5th poem collection of death verses nature in Marked Of Death.
Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
The shadows leech
upon my body.
I can hear them.
Their mouth foams.
I feel them slice:
they lick and fight
for my affection,
******* up my dried heart
to emptiness.
I can see the blood stain walls:
sharpening up my axe
I cut their tongues.

I can't bear to hear voices.

I want to hear silence!!
Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
The violet strips
her purple cloak,
slowly to reveal
her pallid features.

She exhibits her
two fleshy cushions.

The rose burrows
inside her chest,
soaking her in blood.

She shrieks her final breath...
in a frenzy of passion,
he seizes her by the stem,
slicing her feeble petals
slowly to the floor.
2nd poem in my nature verses death collection Mark With Death
Kimberley Leiser Aug 2014
Leaves are my
green corset,
they flutter to
the dance of
the wind.

My book
feels empty.

There are
no words.

I press the
flower into
the pages.

I blink.

My eyes open
fully dilated.

I can see words.
the ink fades and
splurges red
into the corner
of the page.
Kimberley Leiser Jul 2014
Life is up and down
the maze of trick questions.
Wearing that confusion
that frown of deceit.

That part you find
impossible to explain.
The very monster eating
every moment
It makes you quiver.
Feeling on edge.
Doubt turns
you in and
out again.

Brain working at hyper speed
with mutterings of irregular
words, dreams that magnify
into focus.

The real world is that
roller coaster moving in
reverse.
Words and thoughts
spin faster.
Then all of a sudden
something hits hard.
Everything in reality
held you back.
Time seizes.
Every thing blacks out
with nothing to hold you in.
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