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Madison
Poems
Oct 2018
set in stone
He is carved from marble
And I
The selfish sculptor
Want to dig into him
Like clay.
Everyone around me
Who sees my face
Hears my voice
Brushes my skin
Promptly speaks of ice
And yet, I swear
If he would just cast a ray in my direction
I'd be warmed all the way through.
I talk like obsidian
When really
Every bone
Every feeling that I have
Threatens to send me crumbling
Like porcelain.
The sickness in me
Leaves me aching for him to break me
And yet
He already has.
I want to pick his diamond brain
Pull it all apart
Plant a piece of myself
Where he won't notice it.
I want to cover him like paint
Piece all his parts together like a puzzle
Make him remix me like a song
Rearranging every inauthentic part
Until I'm just another one of his masterpieces.
...And I could write a million odes to him
In the ink of this cowardly weapon
And it would never change the fact
That his destiny's spoken for already.
I wanted to write a love poem that reads in a rather nightmarish, disjointed way? Did I succeed?
#love
#obsession
#art
#unrequited
#stone
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