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Poppy Perry Aug 2015
Thou shalt, at the heat of the sun, bear thy flesh and bear thy head
Thou shalt sacrifice animals to be cooked in witness of the sun's infrared,
And ingest these victuals in such sun's cosmic light
Thou shalt baptise thyself under the closest water in sight
Thou shalt spread thyself with lotion before lending presence to it
Thou shalt lay upon the soil or sand in unending deference to it
Thou shalt compare thy skin and colour with brothers and sisters
To separate loyal bathers from misunderstood resistors
Thou shalt honour the dark and hold those untrue with severence
Who employ bottles or sprays to to give an imitation reverence
Thou shalt not look bare upon the sun, and keep thine eyes concealed
Thou shalt burn thy skin and be born again, after skin and guise are peeled
But the most import is given to the ultimate pawn of piety:
Thou shalt never speak nor hear
Of the modern solar diety
Poppy Perry Aug 2015
Out of the dark and into my dreams
Through the haze, not quite as it seems
Out of the dark and into the depth
Candidness abandoned, and honesty kept

Out of the end and into the dark
Bottomless as oceans, still as this heart
Out of lit tunnels, into that dark
I left myself at the gateway, ineluctably apart

Out of myself and into the air
Insides roaming, body spare
Poppy Perry Aug 2015
The mirror said things I'd never dare
I knelt before its connoting stare
I stiffened my spine and smoothed my hair
In deference to its malverse glare
But, with no choice in what to share
All I face is a weak despair
And an unreflected world to compare
Unaware and unfair
A scared affair
When it's me, in disrepair,  who kneels
Neither here nor there
Poppy Perry Jul 2015
A look that could pull down birds
The break in the cars
A change of tone in the middle of a word
That reminder of who we are

I feel the blood in my fingertips
You've frozen my imagination alive
Thought affects those two hinged lips
Emotion dries, and time
Time sighs

In the shadows of lit looks things flicker
The gaps between my ribs softly itch
Will blood in the bath make it thicker?
In sustenance poor, in-boldened acts rich

It didn't take my breath away
I simply neglected the air
I simply neglected the notion of life
In that world stiffening, hopes raised, soul listening
In the simple beauty, in the quiet glistening, of your stare
Poppy Perry Jul 2015
There's an alteration here
The lights soften
They reach out to touch themselves
Paper covers rock
Concepts always just collected in the spaces
That actions
and words found between warm breaths
had already etched
I thought I knew but I didn't

The sun was too bright
The air too wet
I wandered too far
And so desolation went unnoticed
Until the first dark flash
Until thunder startled frosted eyes
The path has gone and the rain is coming
I thought I knew but I didn't

Perfect apple, perfect day
Perfect fit to perfunctory palm
The shine is shared with blinded gaze
The blood doesn't rub off until the bite
I couldn't see stains in my stubborn smile
I couldn't see the trees for the wood
I couldn't see the moss for the furniture  
I thought I knew but I didn't

I was occupied
Neatly cutting up the patches
Arranging them, so they might work
Weaving a display of correctness
Shearing this covering
Trimming the edges, neatening the detail  
Rock smashes scissors
Patches don't work
I thought I knew but I didn't

The crack in the windscreen was deafening
There's rope burns in our hands
Discarded skins and shells hang between the floorboards
Breastplates can splinter
We thought we knew but we didn't
Poppy Perry Jun 2015
The years and my worth passed in tears and fears
Until, in realising that if ultimate proof is founded and grounded
In betraying yourself to me and for me
In not being true to yourself or your help
I asked how
Could you ever be true
To me
Or for me?
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