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  May 2022 Anastasia
Elliot
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
Anastasia May 2022
The sun kisses your shoulders
As I yearn to do
We'll hide under rock
Sand beneath our bare feet
Footsteps revealing our thought
Saltwater cascades from the upper lip of our sanctuary
Our arms will hug our knees
While we act like children again
We'll close our eyes
And listen to the sound of ocean spray
Then I'll feel your lips against my ear
Whispering
"I'm glad to be by your side"
Anastasia May 2022
divinity
your body
is divinity
elegant
and hollow
save for the rot
eating away at precious flesh
so many colors
smeared on your bare skin
i've never seen
something so magnificent
spilling from your eyes
glossy and crimson veined
is ocean water
the one you're so afraid of
fingertips dripping a crystalline glaze
painted onto a canvas
of a distorted face
that almost looks like you
Anastasia May 2022
The Crow's pitch wings
Glide through darkness
Cutting through fog
Like each feather is a blade
Slicing the air
As if slicing my skin
His eyes red
Infused with the dripping from my veins
He soars above a paint-chipped steeple
Perching on an ebony cross
He observes the soil below him
Gaze landing on a single figure
The Crow keeps in his sight
A bleeding body
Staggering towards the final resting place
Who could it be, on this heavy night
But the troubled soul of a human
Toppling down onto a crumbling grave
A life soon to be taken
To ascend to the moon above behind him
A being
Breathing
Breathing
Breathless
Anastasia May 2022
i bury you
underneath the sand
at the deepest part of the ocean
and every once and a while
i get the courage
to swim down
to the very bottom
and I dig
and dig
and dig
your body is pale
your lids are closed
your lips are blue
you almost look peaceful
the water tangles your hair
and while i brush it out
i give you gentle kisses
and then bury you once more
Anastasia May 2022
I’m still lost
I have been since the day
You said you could have loved me
Since I realized
I ****** it up for the both of us
I have forever forfeited
Your touch when the heat becomes too much
Your lips when the tears build up
Unwillingly
I have given up
The sweet things you gave me
I can no longer make you shiver
With my love
I can’t hold you anymore
And the pain gets unbearable
When you’re so god ****** close to me
Yet so far away
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