Shadows crawl into the light, a cowled face I can’t erase.
Replace my vision with the blind but leave a trace of your outline,
Enough for me to taste, to hide with sniffs- come back in drips;
Make my nerve endings slip, and miss the grey. Numb to pain,
Slitting wrists and feeding veins. Bitten lips can’t kiss without feeling shame,
So I’ll smile like a snake, turn, and slither away. Defense mechanisms activate,
The rattle sounds before I feel its strike
And I only see its eyes after feeling the bite;
Pleasure always comes guised as demise,
I’ll grab its hand tight, and let it be my guide
As we follow the venom that writhes inside.  

-SLuR

I spent a few minutes
Looking at pictures of pretty women,
Trying to see how I fit amongst them
It took me a minute to realize I didn’t.
Though ugliness was found inside the difference, only a second split before my decision that I was indifferent to my physical appearance and found flawed pieces perfectly packaged in each member of our species. Yet, beauty to beheld could be seen inside their shells when the tides hidden by their eyes would subside and expose fragility of an intimate kind.

So why am I terrified that you won’t find my pieces packaged perfectly, when the important pictures are aligned inside my mind rather than the outside?

My tide is always low
My mind naked and exposed
But all these shells I bare and show
Are shucked and thrown into depths unknown, to be left alone.

-SLuR

Cover me in the pigment of your skin,
Trace my flaws with fingertips and watch as they diminish.
Help me find god, I’ll call to him in a quiver-
A prayer laid in your ears, by a gentle whisper.
Snake your arms around my spine as it slithers into shivers.

Twist my frame into a beggar,
“Please, sir, I want some more.”
You’re a giver to the paupers,
Benevolent and adored;

Paint me as many pictures, in many forms
Create something beautiful for others to behold
With your talent and your care, your body and your words.

-SLuR

Dreams crack against the harsh reality
That you could be woven from all their mysteries,
A tangible piece to the incomplete- me;
Expand the horizon and let my nomad mind see
Her eyes on the screen, playing open heart surgery
Wipe it off against my sleeve, let it bleed, and repeat.
I’m unsheathed, by your gentle personality;
Frightening vulnerability yet through my veins runs Bravery,
Towards falls and leaps, like counted sheep
Or my chest when you speak as I inch to sleep.
I know, I’m weak and tend to cling
With suffocating, cellophane tendencies
But, a person like you causes static electricity
And I’m drawn to your spark like a pupil is to beauty,
How a dream seeks a mind, how you sought mine.
A person like you is just inclined
To open a soul’s window blinds.

-SLuR

There once was a hero who was mute,
A musical hero, to boot!
His fingers did not strum
A guitar or tap a drum;
He saved the kingdom with a flute!

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A soldier clouded by strife,
To have love lost like a life.
Finds beauty in flowers,
Destroys evil powers,
While wielding an oversized knife!

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An army of soldiers well-trained,
Though, in action they seem dead-brained;
Hit with his own bomb,
That one knows your mom,
It’s a battlefield of the deranged.

-SLuR

Gritty grains engraved inside my shelled back,
I’m a hermit crawling over castles;
Making shadows shiny, grab the shellac.
Leave my remains clinging to the scaffolds.

Ima hermit crawling over castles.
Artificial whispers gusher like dreams
Leave my remains clinging to the scaffolds.
Take the screams and crush them til I can't breathe

Artificial whispers gusher like dreams,
Frothy waves brushing the seams of my skull.
Take the screams and crush them til I can't breathe;
A frail shell lodged in the throat of a gull.

Frothy waves brushing the seams of my skull,
Insert here, the words you could not complete;
A frail shell lodged in the throat of a gull.
My racing tears compete with my heartbeat.

Gritty grains crumble over my feet,
Sandcastles tend to tumble
When left incomplete.

Leave me be, underneath your heavy gaze
Your face I fail to see, as it fogs up in a haze.
Yet you stay lingering, our reflections the same;
If I trace what I hate would you ******* disgust?
Iron and rust, blood churned to acid inside guts.

You’re a part of me, in each heartbeat
You’re a part of me, you I secrete  
You’re apart from me, sans suffering
Apart from me you can do nothing.

I feel your embrace, prodding fingers through my shame;
Pull them out to erase the remnants of your blame.
Your palms dyed red through my bloodshed, insist again
I’m one of them; a demon shedding hell as if it’s skin,
Pick my scabs and my vices to let infectious sin in.

You’re a part of me, in each heartbeat
You’re a part of me, you I secrete
You’re apart from me, sans suffering
Apart from me you can do nothing.

You’re a part of me, the pain inside my screams
You’re a part of me, replayed on eyelid screens
You’re apart from me, sans suffering
Apart from me you shall do nothing.

Apart from me you can’t do a thing, sans suffering.
(Sans suffering)

-SLuR