I saw a grey love.
As rotten as a deserted carcass.
The hidden motive.
The rage of hunger.
Grey garnished it all.
I hesitated,
Took a step back.
The mossy green heart sparkled.
Nauseating me with the dark.
I had to rescue the promises.
Its yellow body.
Its broken limbs.
As I slithered into the grey,
It settled on me.
I smelled of blazing bricks,
waiting for the Fall.
The yellow evaporated;
steam settled on my unshielded eyes.
I didn’t hesitate.
It tingled.
It left.
And here I am growing with the mossy green heart.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 2:49 AM UTC
I saw a grey love.
As rotten as a deserted carcass.
The hidden motive.
The rage of hunger.
Grey garnished it all.
I hesitated,
Took a step back.
The mossy green heart sparkled.
Nauseating me with the dark.
I had to rescue the promises.
Its yellow body.
Its broken limbs.
As I slithered into the grey,
It settled on me.
I smelled of blazing bricks,
waiting for the Fall.
The yellow evaporated;
steam settled on my unshielded eyes.
I didn’t hesitate.
It tingled.
It left.
And here I am growing with the mossy green heart.
