the sky is wet like a mouth
the light extremely fragile
bellow people keep fighting, dancing, dying
a soothing sustance, this perfume fills my nails unassuming
the real & the imaginary fuse & diffuse each other

imagination keeps you real
by chance tears feed the earth
we need the continuity of gestures
the prelude of silence foretells the foxtrot of words
a dream clarifies the windows, solidifies the doors
like a tide of awe against the void

when the world gets unbearable I retreat into the purity of words
do I own this heart or she owns me
an excedent of beats today as if I was traversed by an invisible sigh
my thoughts are a nomadic population searching for a soil without fear
death presents itself as an indifferent character, a secondary thing, an involuntary business, the latest fashion
who cares about the pain of the air
the skin of hours can hardly hold minds under siege
nights melt time like wax while I need to look at helplessness from a different angle
an unpredictible trajectory decides for the mornings we wake up into
there is space in the centre of words while the sky is eroded by death's toys
the eyes stand in the way some say we must die on earth to be born in the sky,  the sky disagrees, the dust clots
there are patches of blue sky somewhere, there is enough silence to hear the explosions in one's head or the augmented beauty of sleep
power miscalculates its claims in the impermanence of bones

The harder it becomes to let go
Shake and shiver
Every time you think of her
It is a cure

You know she's carved a part of you
In her heart too
But she'll kiss it away
On a lonesome rainy dawn

My angel, my mom  
The one I always trust
I only want you to know
That in strife, to you, I always go
The part of my heart
The part of my soul
That keeps me from crumbling
Into my own hole
My supporter, my strength
The one who gives love, and faith
The one with hope in her eyes
That shines so bright
It fills me inside And out
The hugger
The singer
The one who no matter what,
Joins my road
I trust you with my life,
You make me whole
It’s true,
Dear mom,
You make me believe
I can do anything in this world
No matter how strong
Or how big
You are my heart
You are my light
No matter how big the tunnel
You guide me through
With that light I always see
And hold me close
When I’m in strife some more
I love you mom
More than words could say,
This poems for you
Because I want to say
I love you
To infinity..and beyond. (+10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000)
:)

Renee C Apr 12
I Melt with You
Precocious baby, tempered to a china-blue hue, you
Had not been ripe as a morning glory
Before riots mongered in the plasma of your shapeless head.

Haunting as an omen, you
Had drank from the cord of my cold-blooded artery.
Turned my insides out like a shimmering dime bag
As we fell to the earth.

Gothic catheters of dysplasia
Thromboses venom nets bevel
As ordaining rains acidic
Calculate submissive flowers to peddlers

Dropped in hands tarnished cloth for
Renee C
A fish out of water

Familiar Kendall?

I am not your firm foundation on which you can build, I will crumble under the weight of expectations that go unfulfilled.
Don’t put me on a pedestal I don’t like Heights
I don’t want to try to Balance only to plummet, when I lose the fight.
I don’t want to be your hero i cant even save myself. I am not your happily ever after you cant pull me from a shelf!
I am not your therapist, though i will hold your hand.  we all have to do our own work in order to understand.
I don’t want to be your master, nor will i be your slave, but we can grow together help each other be brave.
I cannot be your everything it will tear us both down. I will walk beside you and straighten your crown.

lived in lewisham for a while
it was alright  
but then she grew bored and I grew
bored with her growing bored
and staying out all night
and south east london ain’t the end of the
world