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Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Shoved back
By this thin black veil
Held neatly
By Hades thin fingers
No longer guided by angels
Soft
And sad
The look I give
Can smash their dreams
This eradicating wormhole
These words are yours to sing
As you enter heaven
I feel bitter
Caught between two points
Sharing these embers
For better use
And once more
So at ease
Tired
Angry
Melted away
By your digitized wisdom
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Smother my creation
My furious space
Lock the door
Force this tangible restlessness
And mortal wound
Upon me
Rise against my every word
Dressing my cares with every delicacy
Beat my heart
Without a pause or glance
Because for no
I will resist
But know
That this could be construed as love
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Paralyzed
To break the sound of your arrival
The stars mock him
Leaving him
Defeated
Ashamed
Never knowing
Where she might be
Oh, he could say
She's on the porch
Whilst staring through cloudy lenses
On the roof
Leaning against the tiles
For the embrace
Never felt by any lover
Or on the road
Making sure
The reason she's leaving
Are different
Than the ones
Used to say she will stay
That perpetuated imbalance
Could surely be her demise
Deep black
Brilliant
She awakens
To shower
To start the day
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
It's torn
This flaunted melody
I stand admired
Though former thoughts shattered
This bliss cherished
To not drink death
But to cradle it
Idly
They speak of love
And three months of no answers
Lusting after something unnamed
So terrible
With a drunken heart
Held eternally by another
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Turn the music up
My favorite song
Ethereal
Set in motion
Ice cold window
Coasting at seventy-five
Dropping low
In the right direction
Passing every exit
The murals written
The night time
Jumbled emotions perpetuated
In a handshake
Or a smile
Sigh
Yeah
Now that's the real America
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
Vigilant at best
These tendrils of my mind
Enduring the mixture
Of gold and blood
To the graphite center
Of your dear heart
May I speak true?
Of perception
Through wires
Not bound
In the vivid corruption
That is my home
But of truth
Buried
With such a sweet friend
Forever
Rhet Toombs Jan 2015
This late night testament
Of our forlorn grace
Starlit proof
Suffering of cast down treasure
Whilst driving through highways
Steady tempo
And keep your beat
To a certain future
Witness the sunk in smile
Never opposing
Always
Ever watchful
With blotted intentions
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