I don’t want to leave home
Or answer the phone
But it hurts to be alone
So I throw my words and throw,
Though over and over they’re ignored,
Grazed over with scorn, gaze held
Scourged by the judging eye of a mother,
Like a priest devouring a child-
****** ******.
Crimson fingertips
Over shush-shushed lips,
The pain I kiss,
Twists itself towards happiness
But thoughtful eyes drip, and I slip
Bawling like a baby gripping tight fists,
I swing and always miss and I can’t fix
Anything if I don’t know what’s broken,
Or how it’s supposed to function.
Does this come with instructions?
I need help...
And I guess my pride doesn’t swell
Cause I’m asking you “please?”
As if you’re a wishing well.
But greed only hungers for hell
And you’re green up to your gills,
Feeling ill,
Wanting all the secrets I can’t spill
I’ll whisper in your ear,
If you teach me how to feel.
I’m tired of being tired
And I can’t fall asleep
Still, I’m having dreams
That make me doubt reality.
I’m not a part of this,
There’s not any you in me;
Even though I hear your name
Betwixt broken heartbeats...
Mellifluous, yet sad sounding
By my side, though far reaching,
Like the death behind smiles and
All these stars that I see.
Dusty wishes, that amount to nothing.

I guess it’s true, that we’re all stardust
That settles onto earth as a fragile crust,
Wiped away by one fatal gust.

-SLuR

The fuse is lit, wrapped against your wrists
Prisoner of freedom, prisoner of ****.
Grip dissident fists, slip, and miss the government.
An insignificant kiss across unfeeling skin,
Desensitized to the reeling of our unified minds
The serpent, the centipede that dually writhe inside,
Left and right, tickling spite to erupt in minacious laughter
As the herd move along our prayers slither into the slaughter.
Plastered proclamations and pinned ignorance:
“I voted for a puppet” but who’s the ventriloquist?

-SLuR

Let me lie in your embrace
Of sweetly scented sweat,
My ear against your chest.
Anchored by your breath
That softly plays along my forehead.

The irregular beat of your heart
is a mellifluous lullaby,
It stops the fluttering in my gut;
Pulling the wings of my butterflies.
I feel high when your fingers
Slowly trickle down my spine.

Intoxicating angel,
You were never really mine.
Born to fly, to hover
Over this rotting cesspool of waste.
Your skin is a flavor
That my tongue will always taste.

Let me lie in your embrace
Of sweetly scented sweat,
My ears against your feathers.
My eyes dripping wet.

The irregular beat of my heart
Is a cacophonous reminder of time.
I just want this smell to linger longer;
Like the days we'd pretend you were mine.

-SLuR

Here I am, your lily
Can you see me,
Can you smell me?
Pick me from the greens of envy,
Let me live, while dying slowly;
Withering and browning,
You'll remember me for beauty
And forget my silent suffering.
In your heart, I was rooted deep
Pluck me away and let pain seep.

-SLuR

Silence starves while the blind ******,
The deaf stand around soggy soapboxes
As the mute cry out, standing tall and proud-
Sinking into the ground.

TV screen dreams scream to the consumer,
Better teeth! Perfect skin! A remedy for your horrors!
Watch us die in 4k, crisp and clean color,
Lovely scenes to sate your inner ******.

They gorge on god, swell with his alcoholic blood
Like corpses found plump,
Faced down and washed up on the mud.
Pick and ****, the devil hidden inside of deities
Point your finger in the mirror,
And blame him for these monstrosities.

Satan, an obscenity
Cleanse our sins, vicariously
Watch the needy help the needy help the needy
Help the world fill the fat bellies of the greedy,
With their ripe pockets and freudian slip kisses;
Their black hole secrets and ****** ridden lips.
Fuscous pus oozing from blistering skin,
Eagerly spreading the disease that sleeps-
Dormant within.

-SLuR

Twisted tongues turning timorously to
Touch torpid thoughts.
Trying to tantalize tissue tucked tightly into interiors
Ineffectively igniting imagination,
Inclined to effusively entwine
With enigmatic ethereal ideas.

-SLuR

Clinical cures coat crippled conditions conceiving clouds Christianity created, conditioning chaos; creases coursing callous conclusions. Crammed craniums clot contentment's calls, crying coldly carrying contempt cushioned crudely, crossing countless countries.

Collectively cursing creation.

-SLuR

When your eyes graze my cheeks
I cringe internally,
They're dead and they see
Every flaw that crawls on me.

But you always made me feel so pretty,
On your springy bed- when you said
"**** the lights and turn your head"
And I would let, darkness consume
My arms, my legs, and you;
With closed eyes and beauty, new.

-SLuR

I'm starting to begin to think
that,
I'm leaking redundancy,
I only say the same thing.
I repeat things that are unnecessary,
And add things superfluously.

-SLuR

Time, I’ve learnt to waste remembering your freckles and their exact placement across your face, how your hair settles in waves when you allow it to cascade, every drop of inked flesh my fingers crave to trace; Imagining your strength when you’ll warm me with embrace, the way your mellifluous laughter intoxicates and thinking of just how sweet you must taste.

-SLuR

Fragile whispers of life split time
Rewinding moments in our lives,
Reliving memories- a crime.

Into the past again, it dives
This damaged thing I call a mind.
A house of swarming thoughts, a hive

With jagged teeth that gnash, unkind
It growls and screams until I lie
Comatose, drugged- high to unwind.

Gouge out these broken Pisces eyes,
Cursed by Neptune with illusions
These morbid scenes in which I die.

Privacy denied intrusion,
Fooled by charming Virgo smiles.
Unnoticed were the allusions.

Hatred drags along for miles,
Stubbornly, beside my shadow
While I pace down endless aisles.

Looking along these countless rows,
For something to sate the calloused
Fragments of me that decompose

Oh, you fill my heart with malice
Make my dry skin melt like plastics.
Going down a hole, like Alice.

-SLuR

Loneliness blows his nose on the napkin of my life,
He crumples and folds my fragile paper existence,
Layered with stains of hatred.
Tears and blood and ****,
Throw me away as a gift;
Into the world's trash bin.
I've been inside before,
Scouring for something more
A crumb, some love, a hit;
Anything to make me forget
The love I hold for death.
It's so hard to keep things repressed
When the air is compressed
And blown straight into my face
Breathing is such a waste,
When I know of my fate.
Withering into the unknown,
Into the forgotten; our spirits home
Where worthlessness belongs.
You won't remember me when I'm gone.
Forgettable like silence once noise has been ignited,
Regrettable like violence, that kissed your mother's eyelids.
I was nothing but an empty vessel
That life has filled with useless drivel.
I'll stand and I'll swivel when you pull my strings
But being is unimportant when you're never seen.
I keep myself nice and clean for any hermit soul
That would wish to crawl inside my shell
And make it a home.
I'm full of dust and alone, in a gusty sandstorm
Wuthering winds of sins and pain
I shiver inside from what you say.
Smiling as the air carries me away.

-SLuR

Death denied me devastation.
Itches instilled in ivory skin,
Scratching scabs and scars.
Harshly harden this heart
Baring all, believing I belonged
Repeatedly rejected. Red rivers roar
To touch the tassels of time 'til
I'm going, going, gone...

I'll drag this smoke straight through my bones.

-SLuR

Hatred animated across canvas faces.
Acquainted with the animus of the populace,
The phantom of repulsive passion silently passes;
An abysmal abomination
Shifting vertebrae with trepidation,
Contorting form and revolting the masses.

-SLuR

This time I'll be the stone,
As your paper crumples and folds,
Over my body, you don't need to be strong.
I'm strong enough to hold you,
Until I start to erode.

This time I'll be paper,
As you sharpen your blades.
You can cut me into pieces,
Until your misery fades.
I'm used to this abuse,
I never run out of tape.
I'll put myself back together,
And pretend I was never severed.

This time I'll be scissors, trying to cut through your stone.
As your rocky exterior holds back your very soul.
Crushing me with the gravity of your black hole heart.
Here I am, breaking apart.

-SLuR

Incense smoke swirling slowly, fragrance fusing fully with the way the air is waving,
Distorting distant drawn out paths of pleasant perfume,
With waving wands welded to wrists,
Reinventing the rhythmic route of roughly soft ripples,
Hazy halos hovering hastily over head,
Soon smothered in smoky, sweetly-scented silence,
Breathing breaths of bittersweet,
Inching inconspicuously into inspiration,
Vanishing behind the veil of vivid visions,
Emitting ephemeral emotions of elation.

-SLuR

I want to feel our lips fit the way a puzzle shifts from a blurry image to something perfect 'cause when nightmares aren't clinging tightly to my lashes it's your smile that flashes brightly against these worn screens, softly hushing my tossing, turning screams; lifting me to clouds of peace where I'd strangle stars to fulfill my **** dreams to feel your arms around me and have your hands travel my body, like a nomad looking for a habitat to rest at finding my breast's beat comforting enough to fall asleep. The way your breath would sing lullabies to me, untwisting the fright that tightens the muscles of my shelled mind. I'll unlock the door and let you inside if you promise not to rearrange the furniture behind my blind eyes. I'm accustomed to counting tiles, so bare for me the ones that live hidden by your lip's smile and I'll bury the number inside of my skull and won't ever find the courage to let that number go.

-SLuR

O Disgust is warped, I am alone beneath its evil.

-SLuR

I create, but cannot make
Myself a heart that will not break,
And still feel in the same way,
Compared to flesh, steel feels so fake,
Iron alters love's sweet taste,
My tongue finds it a waste.
With out the honey from the hive,
Do bees have reason to be alive-
To pollinate?
Would each flower taste like hate?

These broken hands on this broken man
Can't be fixed by sand pressed into glass.
It just melts and drips into the cracks,
And I find when I slip they just come back.
I know this fix isn't permanent,
Of all I make,
My crutch is the only thing that breaks.
I'm lame. Crippled by my shame,
And she's the one to blame,
Boasting perfection,
I'm shadowed by her projection.
Disregarding my creations, with haste
I wallow in her unending hate.

I make, but can't create
Myself a lovely face,
One that she can grace,
With loving touch
At a gentle pace.

Her heart is the place where my emotions go to waste.

-SLuR

He makes my heart shiver,
Gently quiver,
Makes it want to be a giver.
Sharing showers,
Raining arrows
That pull his heart hither;
Close to love that slithers,
In between the indefinite.
Like the way his snaky tongue carefully splits my lips.

-SLuR

Emasculate our brains and
Release these reins
Planted- firm on our stems.

I’ll change the carved course
That makes me just like them
With shaky, unstable hands
Unable to fix this fallen hem.
To hold closed my seams, all nice and neat.
Cover myself, beneath these twisted sheets.
Darkness a lover, that always ***** me deep
And leaves me in the corner, as I gently weep
Softly steals the air I breathe. Consuming,
Surrounding, delicately shrouding me.

Blind my eyes and deafen ears to screams,
And I’ll always ask you an appealing “please?”
To calm the howling winds, that sneak against my window
And make Death weep inside my head, like a freshly scarred widow.

-SLuR

Something's wrong,
I can feel it in my skin.
The way it crawls,
slowly,
over my body,
It feels like I'm melting.
I'm sure I'm dissolving.
I'm getting lost, sinking in myself.
A tragic puddle, left to evaporate
Into a vapor of tremendous hate,
Something's wrong,
It might happen today,
This hateful vapor might condense,
Into rain.

-SLuR

I drown in burning waves,
Lick it up, savor the taste
In an ocean of *** from spain,
My heart's become numb to pain.

I'm sitting on a plain,
Where flowers were so nicely lain.
Only picking up the weeds,
To my heart their beauty speaks.

With a fistful
Of dandelions and daisies,
If I asked you to be my lady,
Would you perhaps, at least, say maybe?

Soaked, full of alcohol and ego
I pretend, that I'm not damaged
And scared of people.
Like I don't enjoy drinks the size
Of the sea,
And find beauty in the ugliest of weeds.

-SLuR

Double pump,
Money shot.
Fragments caught
On eager tongue,
Put another record on.
Coffee's strong,
Something's wrong
Body's gone
And I'm alone,
Staring through
Magnetic
Windows,
That never have
Anything to show.
Emptiness,
For an empty soul.
My body's a hole
Where emotions go,
To slowly grow.
Parasites.
Disease.
Feeding on me,
Excreting
Negativity.
Rid me of these,
Useless
Necessities.

-SLuR

I hit the target
Every time, almost
Regarded as a ghost,
A sacrificial host.
Oh look! Another
Accidental joke;
A cruel hoax
To stoke a beat
Betwixt my bones,
To gift me worms.
Watch me squirm
Beneath the dirt;
Coax the roaches
From their holes,
Crawl, alone
Across the Earth.

-SLuR

Heart attacks, en masse
I wear a mask when I relapse-
*******! The laugh track’s scratched.
Tied a knot out of my tongue, instead of the cherry stem.




It’s so sad... how when I fall apart,
It’s like I needed that; the blowback,
From a shot through the mouth into a brainstem.
The hole that starts in my nose ‘cause I snort things that erode-
The soul, and leave my bones to hold a fetal pose.
My brain recites such delicate prose,
Whispered to me by the specter of your notes.
A voice I no longer know…




Where’d you go?
My head’s a black hole.
This grey matter’s decomposed.
I’m scared to death, talking 'bout
“Ruh-rohs” and “Hell nos!”
Trying to outrun your ghost
but, I’m stuck inside smoke Os...
Scattered across the ozone,
Riddled with “I don’t knows”

I want to exorcise my heart,
But I don’t want to be alone.

-SLuR

I'm tired of feeling
Like I don't exist,
As if I've disappeared, and
The world has closed eyelids.
Here I am, stuck in the abyss
Being intimately touched
By the fingers of loneliness
And on my lips,
Anxiety's kiss sits;
Lingering spit,
So thick that it sticks.
I don't belong in a world of tricks,
Where stones break bones
And words can't hurt.
Yet still, in my skull
Those voices echo;
Reverberating a pain,
That I surely don't know.
These feelings are just ghosts
Whose hauntings come and go,
Wailing, when life continues
Digging this hole,
That will hold my brittle bones.
Where I'll fold and decompose
Inside my Mother, in my home.
I walk over our tomb, ignored
While happy people
Make happy corpses;
Entwined skeletons,
Rotting in each other's company.
And I'm all alone,
With my mind of lunacy.
Constantly speaking,
To myself in sorry lines
That sometimes tend to rhyme,
Trying to consume the hole of time;
Wholly corrupting my already
Corrupt mind.
Continually rewinding my life
Until I find the courage
To see the part where I die.

-SLuR

Mantles mimic maternal movements,
Moving meticulously, meshing
Mobile muscle material and minerals.
Merely mocking mothers;
Methodically milking maintenance
Mapped to membranes of man.
Mildly moaning musical magic,
Melting mutual matter.

-SLuR

The moon roars, and the wolves howl.
Marking the start of their midnight prowl.
The moon shines, and the ocean dances,
Rhythmically. Deep in their moonlit trance.
The moon fades, revealing all things foul.

The sun brands earth with it's fire scowl,
In hell, we wait for night's shadowed cowl.
Relieving our tragic circumstance,
The moon roars.

At night you hear the animal's yowls,
Red eyes and drool dripping from jowls.
Creeping, waiting for the perfect chance,
When you are caught- trapped in their glance,
The moon roars.

-SLuR

It's all slipping slowly,
Like wax melting down a candle,
That burns for the holy.
Sacrifice me in Babel,
While you speak tongues and babble.
Weaving truths from a fable,
Living happily in your stable.
I'm a goat, you're a sheep
Follow truths you can see.
In between lines they dance, elusively,
Lying to your mind, you're
Lead by things you believe
Up your tower of ascension.
Melting time with sacrifice,
Is it right to go to heaven?

What happiness will you find?

The fire's out now,
And the wax has hardened
Light the wick again, and let me slowly slip.

-SLuR

Ropes chafe skin
With hungry, jagged teeth
As darkness runs amok
With dancing shadows.
Light disrespects privacy,
Timidly glancing from windows
And street lamps.
Watching the rhythmic black waves
As they devour and regurgitate
A delicate visage surrounded
By heavy bones,
A single glimmering fang
Protrudes from rotting innocence,
Ignorance silhouettes eye sockets
That pool with indifference.
Blood spills, mixing with venom
Blending guilt with pleasure.
The moon smiles as stars die,
The treacherous sun
Murders the night,
The world turns as it loses life.

-SLuR

You smile in my memories and live in my aching heart,
Though miles separate our skin, we’ll never be apart.
You run throughout the canals of my restless brain,
Thoughts of you cloud my head, and stain me in their rain.
I want to be an angel wiping demons from your back,
Perched upon your shoulder, guarding you from their attack.
I’ll listen to your sorrows, and whisper comfort in your ears
Softly, like the wind that plays upon your chocolate hair.
I miss you like the ocean crying to the waning moon,
The tides in my veins pull and push me towards you;
Watching as the sky gets darker, I’m scared to see you fade
I hope I’ll have a chance to see happiness shine on your face.

-SLuR

I found it, finally...

A perfect mirroring,
Who makes me less incomplete.

But Life only breathes with greed;

So it took him away from me,
But at least it left the feelings.

Foreign concepts implant themselves into grey terrain, like aliens;
Landing from a far away, vermillion planet to explore this lifeless place,
(Save for a pocketful of neurons that spend their days rubbing up against my spinal cord)
Blanketed in electricity, sparks cause reality to distort as if clouds fell apart and through the fog
Came God- to **** it. I don’t understand how we so skillfully secrete a monster in a man’s skeleton,
With his nerve endings begging to bend and touch any meagerly love, but they don’t reach far enough
So we inwardly self-destruct; leaving me so ****** that I crave cancer ‘tween my lips, even though I quit;
I want to taste you in my spit, a magical concoction of saliva, sweat and *****;
Concealment of a demon, tactical manipulation. Take my malleable form,
And stretch me out of shape; Use your destructive hands to create your image of perfection,
While I crawl like a spider with a twisted spine in our flawed perdition. Exorcise Christ,
And I’ll exercise my self-rights of freedom; where I’m permitted to be restricted by my own selfish ties.
Entwined in the unimaginable curves of Time, I’ll lay my eggs inside her and devour her line.
Dressed in sebum, I’m born a heathen; fresh out of the garden, apples clinging to my lips.
Give me a kiss soaked in the expensive blood of our sins and I’ll lie there pensive,
Holding on to extensive thoughts, herding them across wrinkles like cattle preparing for slaughter.
Breathe life into this helpless daughter, who’s bones have been hollowed by an ancestry of parasites
And she’ll hallow the saliva that sits on her sallow face as it digs into her blinded headsights.
She’s lying as a larva, trying to fly into a pupal state; her chrysalis diseased like syphilis,
Sores eat at pores and skin, inflamed, aches with itches that penetrate deep between layers of dermis
Her internal organs rot at the thought that this world is the final stop between an endless stretch
Of space and imagination; Let an extraterrestrial race escape from God’s hands through finger gaps
And find a place worthy of permanently marking where they were at.

-SLuR

Bang! the smoke trails off of your fingers...

The smell of skin and blood, I find, tends to linger.
I can still taste it dancing in the air, intoxicatingly sweet
And just like you, utterly nauseating.

You smiled at me from 100 feet above...

The shape of your teeth morphing into needles,
And with morphine qualities, I inject them into me
Alongside every memory.

Satisfied with your ****, you pulled out your dagger...

Your weight haunts me,  
Clinging to my body like a frightened babe,
A desperate lover, an infectious parasite.

You carved deep into my chest, claiming your trophy...

I don't miss it.  
The erratic pangs of guilt and hope and hurt, worst of all
That ******* love, who'd always shove rejection in my face.

My heart beat in the comfort of your palm as I felt crimson rain...

Death pitters and patters, tapping bony fingers across my skull
Thoughts he has encumbered in my head leave life null,
His scythe slices, dull.  

You smiled at me from 100 feet above, the sun blinding...

I'm your dog.
Shove my nose in ****, scratch my back. Leash me to the past,
I know all of the tricks- spin and sniff, follow the tracks.  

Bang!  

-SLuR

A kickboxing kingpin, splitting skulls
Boom! There it goes, your mind explodes
Grab a Kleenex as you head out the door.
Kibitz with the cool cats 'bout kibbles 'n bits
And smooth jazz. Bright like a kumquat,  
You don't know squat; Knowledge is a knocker
Busting through doors with manners improper.
Cackle with the cattle as they pass over the mantle,  
A klutz in the gravel, but the lil' rascal can leave you frazzled  
And clinging to the scaffolds with masterful power.
Check the cadastral, he owns God's throne and then some;
Kicking kitschy angels out the nest 'fore they grow their halos.
Shot Happy to killjoy, bound his body to a killick
and the water smacked
Now he's swimming with the goldfish and they smile back.

-SLuR

I live for the lies and false hope towered high upon your crumbling throne.
And you cried when you told me so, holding my soul and tethering my bones.  

-SLuR

No one loved you enough to clean the puke off of you,
So you slept in your own filth,
Until you were sober enough to clean it up yourself.

The only Christmas present they got you was a gingerbread house,
For you to build so they could destroy it,
Drowning the gingerbread people in drool,
Along with your happiness,
Knowing they probably bought it with the money they stole from your pillowcase,
Covered in tears.

So you drowned your sorrows in something a little stronger,
Strong enough to burn that frog that was stuck in your throat.
And for the first time you spoke.
You spoke and you praised and you confessed and you cried.
And for the first time they heard.
They heard and they listened and they cried.

In the morning, you awoke to find,
That no one loved you enough to clean the puke off of you,
So you slept in your own filth,
Until you were sober enough to clean it up yourself.

-SLuR

Oh darling, let me take you to the land where the sunflowers crawl at night, stalking their nomad star. Let us bathe in petal rain, lying in a field that blooms with beating hearts. I long to feel your burning touch; melt away my skin, absorb my puddle of love. Let's run away to the world where the moon pulls on our blood. Stirring tides inside of veins, creating tsunami waves. I crave to feel your pulse; crash into me- erode, the lonely that creeps inside the curbs of my skull. I'll take you to the place that curves into the unknown. Let's dance in outer space, as our seams rip and we explode. I'll fall into a hole, if you water me and grow, a smile that you love to show. A smile my lips would love to know. Oh darling, let's follow the sunflowers and chase that nomadic star, wishes don't exist unless you believe that they are- that they do. I'd beg death to be with you. The sky is just a tomb made of a thousand twinkling souls. Burning just to tell you that I want to be close.

Sticky, greedy fingers,
Hand stuck in the honey jar,
Again, for the fifteenth time this week.
So eager to consume regurgitated garbage,
It's not even organic, fifty percent corn syrup.
Blood thick, slowly running through engorged veins,
Fat and ready to pop, like an expectant mother,
Or a piñata, bursting forth with sugary delight.
Blood dripping like icing from the tips of your fingers.
Your tongue readily available to lick it away.
Sticky, greedy fingers,
Lingering in your mouth, teeth full of craters
Fragile like wafers.

-SLuR

Face entwined in plastic lines,
Neck of twine and foggy mind.
This air is mine, as time declines
I feel okay, I feel alright
As pain and panic climb up high.
My lungs constrict and
Twiggy arms twist;
Tied behind, restricted movement
I can feel myself slip,
This is it, this is it
My body rejects but gives in.
Muted gasps play behind music,
I feel okay, I feel sick
Then suddenly it rips,
And my tongue tastes air of ****
Withered lungs savor it, as
Bittered buds cry with spit.
No tears emit from judging eyes,
No 'why's or cries, just familiar quiet.
I'm fine, I'm fine just leave me in silence.

I could never do anything right.

Caught
Distraught
Endured the pain for naught
Escape is my godly crutch
Into eyes my fingers push
Make me blind from all that hurts
Failure.
Failure
Failure.
Reel away this deadly lure
Let me swim in the unfamiliar
Just give me something good for once
This pain, this pain I've had enough
Don't clutch my thoughts
I've given up.


Trying so hard to feel god's touch
He eludes me every time
So suffer I must
With sickly mind anchored in dust
My arms too weak to pull it up
I strain to feel some happiness
To love the burn of sunlight's kiss
The moon pulls tides of negative
High, in my skull where demons live
Under waves of complete darkness

I'll find the light
I'll try to live
Coax my aching legs to kick
Move my weak body to swim
Until the tides have given in.

I'm sorry you had to see me so pathetic
Squirming so hectic
I regret it, I regret it
I'll ignore the pain that bores
Beneath eyelids
I'll give myself to the light
And hope I find it

I'll let myself curl up and die
When my body and time decides.
Innately, following Mother's lines.

I could never do anything right.

You weren't supposed to come home tonight.

-SLuR

Thoughts of a body
Of water, flowing through me,
As the call of nature rings.
Birds sing and bees sting,
Butterflies flap their wings.
Rhythm comes so naturally,
Instinctively, like remembering
To breathe- heavily, like rain
Dripping off the window panes.
Locked up like we're insane,
Speaking,
With tongues and bodies
A language, beautiful and innate.

Pure ecstasy.

-SLuR

I wish to appease,
To hold your fragility;
A soft-petaled breeze.

Heart's field: you root deep,
Yet my fingers will not reach
To **** your beauty.

-SLuR

Waves of syllables softly drift me into sleep, I want my dreams to be an endless sea of your soothing voice. Let your words wrap themselves around me and hold me tight as I fall from this great height, cushion me with your sighs; Heavily, against my neck- my thighs. You could breathe life, with the way you ignite my dormant nerves and get my lazy heart to work, double time. Electrify, every atom that makes up my existence with persistence and I’ll shrink down to their size, trying to hide from your naked eye. Bare your insecurities and I’d hurriedly grow and share my flaws that haunt me like a ghost disguised by my shadow. Wind blows cold as the sun crawls against the sky slowly shedding light into our separate lives, in different times; You’re in the future while I repeatedly hit rewind. I’d travel the seconds that separate us in miles, if only to see your smile- or rather, to see if I can conjure one. I’m imprisoned by the thought that I’d never be good enough, as if I’m a jester that can only birth a laugh by recorded track (Or dropping dead of heart attack.) I rehearse my jokes and practice magic on every turn of the world on its axis but I always choke when it’s time for the show, typing words that bore. The audience in my head is always snoring; tossing and turning in their eternal graves. Yet when you talk to me they’re born again like slaves to your hoodoo persuasion, erupting out of *****, grey skin; you make the wrinkles in my brain deteriorate. Clean slate, to etch myself a new face. Waiting for this dying sun to become snuffed and **** the day so I can lay myself thin against sheets and pray that you'll recite a bedtime story to me.

-SLuR

Oh, 
If only you could feel 
That the hell in me is real.
My insides house a violent fire,
My brain is storage,
For a thousand dark desires.

My stomach burns
With abhorrence.
Intensely gagging,
I can't endure it.
So I'll regurgitate, 
All of this extreme hate.

Only to devour it, 
Like a starving animal.
Slowly feeding on myself, 
I'm some sort of autocannibal.
Sending my insides to their fiery pedestal.

If you could only see,
What blazes inside of me.
You'd understand the reasoning,
I undergo, this feeding frenzy.
These demons inside,
That I desperately hide,
Should never be released.

So I'll continue to eat,
All that I excrete.

-SLuR

Whenever you're near me,
My stomach begins to ache,
From the incessant flutter
Of paper thin wings.
I have a field of butterflies,
Inside my stomach lining.
And you coax them to fly,
With your nectar-sweet smile.

-SLuR

Always out of reach to my preaching fingertips,
Righteously speaking of a dream,
Whose face they have never seen
Emotionally accusing the obscene,
Whatever that means..
What’s held back by the screen
As it’s sifted assiduously,
I-wish-they-were-forgotten memories
They always manage to creep back inside of me,
As a nightmare, “Aaand.. Scene!”  it’s all imaginary
Just rehearsal on repeat, it’s not happening, it’s not happening
Outside of fluttering eyelids, there’s no monsters in your sheets
Just the ones that breathe against your skull,
No ghoul but, a ghost- a howling specter that can’t let go
It makes its presence well known, in the darkness it is home
And I am merely a guest, in its humble abode.
A parasite on my soul, a gracious host;
Serving anguish paired with laughter as it toasts,
“To dying alone, and rotting with scorn straight through your bones!”

Death, carves a smile upon the eternal scowl scarring the earth.
Though he leaves me at sunrise, after eating hell as sleep’s dessert.

-SLuR