upon the scaffolding of your bones,
she builds.
where a heart used to beat,
she invents a wild chaos with taut strings,
a mechanism fueled by *******
she paints the walls of your long-silent skull
with a fresco of desires you never harbored,
vices you never possessed.
systems of ascension are fixed to your spine;
an express elevator, a jet, a zeppelin.
with glee, she crashes each one.
her vision shreds the blueprints.
and i, who walked the old halls,
who knew the sonorous echoes of your heart's hollow,
who learned the secret passages and the warmest rooms,
am powerless to halt her sabotage.
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
upon the scaffolding of your bones,
she builds.
where a heart used to beat,
she invents a wild chaos with taut strings,
a mechanism fueled by *******
she paints the walls of your long-silent skull
with a fresco of desires you never harbored,
vices you never possessed.
systems of ascension are fixed to your spine;
an express elevator, a jet, a zeppelin.
with glee, she crashes each one.
her vision shreds the blueprints.
and i, who walked the old halls,
who knew the sonorous echoes of your heart's hollow,
who learned the secret passages and the warmest rooms,
am powerless to halt her sabotage.
