The cacophony of noise is infuriating
Grinding teeth
like bars of steel clashing
Severing my senses
Burning embers, churning coals
My lungs filled
with Steam and Ashes
Searing consciousness
My arms flailed
Writhing uncontrollably in vain
But you fueled these clogs
Suddenly, I'm tamed
I hope you remember
How we toiled our hearts that November
How we would never let it slip
And how many castles we built
then demolished them quick
Crushing bricks
But we are born liars
And it's impossible to alleviate
Unending chain of regrets
As I run backwards in denial
I try to forget
That I am actually dead



-Clinical Death, Margaret Austin Go

Behind the flashing lights
Blinding but she smiles
Her beauty and her charm
Enthralling

Big hair, red dress
She bats her lashes
"Tu es très belle, ma chérie!"
Flowers, kisses, strange men
And she smiles as always

Her story unfolds
As she dressed up for the show
Chiffons and laces
All night she dances
And in the morning
with all the glances
She hides her pain under her big sunglasses

Not one of them cares
What she hides and what she bears
For they will never see
Her precious diamond tears
Nor hear her anxieties and fears

Home at last
Once again
She grabs her silver flask
Drenched herself in her cocktail of sadness
Then she gets undress
But not that she can't address
Because everytime she looks
In the mirror it says
''Tu te ments à toi-même comme toujours''
She wipes off her make up
And she cries as always



-Ma Chérie, Margaret Austin Go

I have been recollecting our shards
Shattered glass of incandescent past
And I do not care if it cuts
My porcelain hands do not feel
For you have drained my blood
I have nothing left to bleed
But somehow I'm glad that
If you are reading this by any chance
Know that I didn't love you just once
From the first meeting until the last
And all the days in between
My love will stay unthawed
Frozen and locked here



-Petrified Heart, Margaret Austin Go

Beguiling
Almost consoling
She was drawn
to his florid words
Like an innocent child
Mesmerized
by his antics
He kissed her
Soft hands
and all at once
She has fallen
Chained in his lair

She had a heart
of delicate petals
Disarming beauty
Immaculate
Pristine as the waters of the oceans
Her blood flows in flamboyance

He feeds on her soul
Insatiably
devouring her vitality
He likes to indulge himself
in her
Deliberate death
A precise inclination of his wickedness

Naive and unaware
She deteriorates
Like a dainty fruit
Bruised
with a rotting smell
That pervades
Her core bleeds
In dissolution

And her luster fades
Shriveled hands and face
Who will save her,
bring back her grace?



-Cancer, Margaret Austin Go

I found serenity
as I drown myself
in these salty tears
Ripples
severe the kind of longing
that succumbs
every part of my insides
In your absence
so perniciously
suffocating
my frail heart indulge
in these surge of montage
vivid memories of you
radiant,
warm,
ecstatic
I relinquish


-Longing, Margaret Austin Go

In desolation
I stare wistfully
At the gray moon

With a hankering
Like dry withered meadows
Hungry for rain
I yearn for you
Like magnets on similar poles
Unbearable pain

How I relish
On this reminiscence
Transcient saccharine days
Saturated
With your memories

I stand underneath
The moon's dreary eyes
Glistening these tree leaves
By her moonlight
And the wind
Bellows
A familiar love song
And they dance
Dextrously
Scintillating
The starless skies

Oh
My frail heart
Sheds faint cries
Aching
For your adamantine arms
Like warm wings
They bury me deep
Into your chest
Smother me
With your sweet solace

Remembering your words
Succulent
As your lips
Haunting my reverie
Stabbing my sanity

And I am stubbborn
As a child living in fairytales and fantasies
For I will remain here
Undaunted
Because the moon had whispered
"He has been lost in this labyrinth of stars"

Then I shall wait
In this tryst
For our fate
Is a lemniscate by design
Until such time
Our paths entwine

Whilst the lonely moon
Sends off
Her meteors
Glints of this lunatic's unwavering soul
I watched the heavens weep for my sorrows



-Infinite Lunacy, Margaret Austin Go