A sharp pang A silent ring Drifting from the corners of my most precious Repression
Darting through my body in a lingering scent That turned my heart to lead And yanked it to the pitfalls The brick wall of You
And the peripheral edges I kept Side eyes and swept To try to reconjure the pain Instead of your name A free radical in my brain Slamming my skull in remorse and disdain
“******* retrospective idealism”
I took to my fate Satisfied the craving In simplicity Typically Unbeknownst to me
And instead of refuge I Found beaded lights in complex plight Forced to see the stream of me Where I usually go to break free From you and me, an unrealistic dream
And now my solace is littered with us I spent too long on those words That were gathering dust Under lock and key in my healing cortex Cerebral disfunction in seven letter text
Over and over and over I read
Instead of release the destruction increased and I began to bleed, barriers broke with ease A flood of contrition, prohibited paths Thinking in numbers, extirpate my crass
Denial that I cared that you clipped your nails No talons to scratch me, pleasure to veil Wait til I’m gone to ease that small pain Convert to embitterment To not admit that I miss your name
In similar, small, ignite on my screen I never wanted mean And never wanted to leave
And I sat in silence Re read and re fed Vitality with your words