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Jul 2014
FEATHERS.

Every blink in brain-
Goes by a separate name,
All song you speak-
The lies spark leak.

Each time you find you're lost again-
Blink twice to find yourself back but then,
A shaken mind that breaks won't mend-
Broke is shattered to no end.

I thought The Curse was hex of past-
It boomerung to strike so fast,
Escape deceits the very sights-
The vision we call the optical lights.

The undertow's relentless force-
Riptide begins a taunting coerce,
A labyrinth captivated the very one-
One to whom the war was yet won.

Spinning cycles before the eyes-
Again/Again/Again/ time flies,
Seconds come days to years-
Time heals all but scars and tears.

Burning cry upon the skin-
Inception of the sin,
Memories in discolored tissue-
Each notes a different break in you.

I'm alone on this road I tread-
Heart departs a ****** trail of dead,
A gruesome horrid thought in plan-
Lost and broken dysfunctional man.

This never was a thing to pride-
It minds not to the tongue that lied,
The score it counts against the clock-
The key forever without a lock.

I can't explain at all this speech-
Engraved in stone beyond my reach,
Fear/Fret/Fault/Freak/Forevermore-
Need not one encounter this wretched lore.

Crimson fires burn eternal-
The thought live and breathe nocturnal,
Bloodshot veins throb continuum-
Mind now trapped in cold dark slum.

What differs ink and blood drop stain?
For parted by the pen and vein.
Which bird defines the silent din?
The jet-black wings of the Raven.

Centimeter by inch the basin fills,
The uselessness of fishlike gills,
Drowning in one's own despair,
Masked by average breath and flare.

One by one they drop from the sky,
Like fallen angels and soldiers die,
Busted wings and battered by-
The sounds of screech and rusted try.

Nothing stops the scream of fear,
The blood curdled wrenching leer,
A ghostly ship that sails in air,
Words the run the bones all bare.

Nothing ends the thoughts that stay,
Nothing keeps the sound away,
Nothing breaks the bashing blow,
Nothing ends this damaged flow...
--Jacob Dexter Coffey--
Jacob Dexter Coffey
Written by
Jacob Dexter Coffey  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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