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Nov 2020
A throng of letters, laces,
Strings that connect with the cords of our lungs
Keep evaporating
Anonymous
Apocalypse

Running water in the shallow ends of the pool,
Silver wisps of feathers that swallow the profundity of light altogether
Shattered silence
Broken
Before
Beautiful

The voices that redefine music,
A symphony of taciturnity, nothingness
Synchronised resonance
Chrysalism
Clarity

Rose coloured walls,
Satin strewn on the floor
Bodies tangled
Deranged
Damp
Dead

Structure to generate chaos,
Anew kinds of perfect, askew symmetry
Futile sense
Exhilarating
Euphoria

Painted gold, painted hearts,
Fraternising with the enemy
Black light
Façades
Famished
Fell

Solitude that is deemed as my only companion, solivagant
Waiting in the winds as I lean against the window, the city lights blurring as heaven cries
Fog thickens
Gratitude
Gold

A hit to the stomach
Stones fill your gut
Causeless aching
Hypophrenia
Hiding
Helpless

Obsidian stars that we draped over the clouds
Particles that make us human
The void
Idyllic
Iridescent

Messages written and then deleted
In the dark the words smudge together, nothing but senseless shapes, light
Salty, bittersweet
June,
July,
Jealousy

The Happily Ever After that never existed
****** into a kaleidoscope of being, who
We are
Kissing,
Killing.

Moonglade steals most of the riviera
Ephemeral moments of felicity that were elapsed
Uncaptured sensations
Lynched
Lacuna
Liberosis

Typing away, the words remaking themselves, guiding
Another person in another world, pretending to be
Someone else
Monachopsis
Memories

Pressure that crushed us from the inside out
Stumble through the remaining questions, a cracked sculpture, hollow
Endless cycles
Nyctophilia
Nepenthe
Now

Forgotten ideas that could have coloured the walls of this bleached world
Eclectic decisions, neglected like the creased papers littering the carpet, crushed
Fleetingly short
Opia
Open

Wondering where time, love and everything in between escaped to
Crimes of passion, fingerprints waxed, and the gloves were red, and-
Not empty.
Prestige
Pulsing
Pianos

When the sound of your laughter is morphed into something else,
Sometimes more like the cries of an animal, imprisoned, restrained, and escaping; do you still
Love me
Quietly
Questioning

Infinity that lies beneath our fingertips
Hot breaths that came in the form of condensation, the dew transparent on atop the grass
Entwined hands
Redamancy
Relinquished
Reminisced

Lost in the space around us,
The air that we breathe has become septic
Frozen fire
Sonorous
Sempiternal

Oxygen bubbles staring like eyes of fish, rising like the dead, after
You dive into the pool. Blow harder, then the rubber snaps. Pops. Breaks.
Inhale, exhale
Tacenda
Thantophobia

Broad shoulders embracing you,
Brace for pain, undo
Seams unravel
Unfold
Unfinished

Youth that lingers like character
Of a person
Dust settles
Vellichor
Velleities
Vulnerable

Remain with me forever, for longer-
Stay with me, although you can’t;
Die away
Words
Waive

Things that were rushed, things that never obtained much meaning in the world, still beautiful
Never say never
Dreams panning
Xaern
Xylograph
Xenodochy

Living a life too treacherous to continue
It was affection who voted me out
Yugen
Yonder

Running away for a lifetime, running away from the tribulations, but now
There is a way.
So rest.
Zelotypia
Zenosyne
Zephyr
Skye
Written by
Skye  F/Empyrean
(F/Empyrean)   
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