I used to burn,
With fervor and ferocity
Wickedly thrashing my smoldering tongue
Melting away
All your sordid
Imperfections.
With a flame so intense
I would blind myself
To all of your wrongs.
You'd write them off
As pecadilloes,
And pick me fragrant flowers,
Presenting a bouquet of
Nervousness and lies
Underneath the weary willows,
Who weeped for me,
Although I didn't know why.
I was vibrant then,
Still blistering and fierce.
Burning you, and you savored it.
Elated, in a lover's perdition.
Exhausting my resources,
Extinguishing my flame.
You savored it.
Until I was nothing but ash,
Dancing around you with the wind.

I used to burn
Uncontrollably
With hunger,
You fed me until
I had enough.
Then you left
Me there,
Snuffed.

-SLuR

Carve my name in hieroglyphs
On these little oval bullets,
That I'll shoot inside my stomach
To dissolve the spider eggs;
Lain by my queen's sweet kiss.

I want to feel my toes float and twitch
As little legs crawl over the light switch,
Evading my hungry eyes
Starving for a sign-
A breath, a beat; I can't feel my heart when I'm in sticky pseudo-sleep.

Numbness crawls under my skin, with precision
To the places within that I like to keep hidden.
My bed, a coffin; these sheets, dirt.
My bones won't move, lodged deep in hurt

I take these to fall asleep, mentally
Let the screens my corneas scrape
Show and tell me a pretty story.
Where our hero is ****** by glory,
And a villain is birthed by his side;
Distressed damsels are out *******
Petrified bodies to purified minds.

Take me away diphenhydramine
Where my heart won't ache,
For the song the red light sirens sing.

Tar fills my lungs,
As thick as molasses
Never-ending coughs,
Fogging up your glasses,
Milky white eyes,
Saucers I'd drink from.
Fill me with your lies,
Watch them stick to my insides.

We dance in this smoke, with four left feet
Our ears are bleeding, so we make up a beat
We snort our sugar, to prevent rotten teeth
But our mouths are still riddled with cavities.
I scheduled an appointment for a lobotomy,
To drain my brain from these thoughts,
And alter reality.

If I told you we were lost,
Would you stay here with me?
I don't know north from south,
Or my west from my east.
And sometimes in this forest,
I hear the animals scream.
If it didn't hurt so much,
I'd swear it was a dream.

-SLuR

I've got your dusty name written on an envelope, and a thousand notes typed out on my cellphone outlining ghosts and the feelings they emote inside my skin and bones where they've come to build a home; Tormenting the residents persistently, with their fermented love of misery. I've grown hesitant, wearing a penchant for loneliness and a cross against my chest. Could you call an exorcist to rid my mind of these pests, ethereal feelings- a constant reminder that you exist. Deep in my heart's flesh, I'm scarred by pinpricks significant enough to know that something will always be amiss.

-SLuR

I watched his body move in waves,
His limbs left a hazy trace,
A fluid ghost trapped in my gaze;
A blurry frame, possessed by the music
Invading our veins-
I’d get up and do it if I felt safe, but
I’m afraid,
To want the taste
Of friction clinging to our skin…
To crave, the heat of our rhythm
To feel his sweat, his steamy breath-
Dancing on my neck, my heaving chest
To have his fingers pressed into my soft flesh;
To share a moment more intimate than ***,

I watched his body move in waves
As he swayed,
In an uninhibited display
Of the primal connection
Between our souls entranced in passion

-SLuR

Come meet me where the wind sings,
Where the sky's coloring blends into gentle pinks
Where the soft green grass rolls over hill peaks,
In a place where our souls can secretly converge
Hidden by trees, that sway to our heartbeats
Mixing together so musically.
Under shade, free from hate.
Your love is the sweetest taste.
With haste, I'd please. Fulfill
Your every want and need.

Please meet me in the field where all my feelings grow,
Blooming orchids and roses, that I'm afraid to show
Crawling with mimic mantises and covered in thorns
I'd remove all of my defenses, if your butterflies would adorn
This pathetic garden full of hurt
And turn it into a world of wonder.
Tear my lonely heart asunder.

Meet me, in between dreams
Where I lie, in wait, unmoving
Just to see your face
And feel the happiness it brings.

-SLuR

I knew,
That life was so fragile, but
They never told us.
I could feel it in the unknown,
The everlasting feeling of doom.
Realizing our own impermanence, it settled
The thought of death buried itself
Into the deepest part of my skull.
As we walked together in decaying ruins, and
Into the deepest part of my skull.
The thought of death buried itself.
Realizing our own impermanence, it settled,
The everlasting feeling of doom;
I could feel it in the unknown.
They never told us
That life was so fragile, but
I knew.

-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

Everything swirls down the drain,
But the only thing that sticks
Seems to be pain.
It gets stuck in the pipes,
Chemicals can't make it right.
It's packed in tight, and the water overflows,
Filling the tub, with nowhere else to go.
While I'm trying to bathe,
To scrub off all this shame.
The water sings your name,
With every drop
It sounds the same.

And it's draining, slow
Where do all these feelings go?
I think I know, but I don't.
They just leak through my pores,
Orifices
Open and make sores.
Open fists, and they're gone,
And the drips still sing their song.

I'm exhausted.
It's draining me.
I just want to be clean,
So we can start from the beginning.

-SLuR

Everybody is so
Sickening and ugly.
Perfect asymmetry,
Assembled imperfectly.
Grotesque figures,
Reaching fingers;
Scratch and shiver.
Impurity lingers.

Contort to fit inside the womb.
Disfigure yourself,
Dislocate bones,
We live in our tombs;
This world, our home.
Where we're scorned-
And scorched, by scourge
Of fear instilled into our hearts,
Where it hurts
Because we break ourselves apart-
So harsh, just to feel like we belong.
We're the same
I'll sing along, I'll sing along
Just don't leave me all alone
In this crowded graveyard,
Can't you feel that it's cold
And our souls are wayward?
Sadness is favored,
Happiness is always tapered.
In this planet created by destruction,
We feed off chaos and all that is disgusting.
I'll **** the pus out of your blisters,
If you make my mind feel like a twister.

Scatter my thoughts
All over-
All around.
And everyone is beautiful
Again,
Somehow.

-SLuR

Grinding my teeth until they're nothing
but dust,
Anxiety leads me and now I am lost.
In a crowd of strangers with painted faces,
Hidden behind masks and paper bags.
I feel like I'm having a heart attack.

I'm scared of these people,
I want to go back.

-SLuR

I like the way god takes his time to pull the knife out of my spine.
The tingles climb my vertebrae, all fun and games, with bony snakes
clutching to broken ladders. Huff n’ Puff crowned The Magic Adder.
Blow my house down, and let it fly away; The Kansas view was lame
and I’ve heard Oz is all the rage. There’s no place like a broken home,
Sticks and stones held together by thin worn rope. Deliberately
place the frail bones and mark the way to the white rabbit’s stagnate hole.
I’d let myself fall.. slip through the fingers of your disfigured gods
And they’d watch me twitch and crawl, erratic, like a dying insect
So close to death but not quite there yet, I can’t seem to find the way
Crush me with your weight, I love how it feels to be completely erased.

-SLuR

Pick me apart like cotton,
***** my heart and wear it thin.
I blossom decayed and rotten,
In these fields of love that you have forgotten.
I grow out dry, and shriveled
My roots are veins that carry toxin.
Leaves are born curled and brittle,
Cleanse me with rain, so that I may soften.
Slowly pick me apart like cotton.
Pick me apart, slowly, like cotton.
Pick me slowly apart like cotton.
Running around; endless exhaustion.

My stem, bends, tired and weak
Pluck me up so that I may sleep.

-SLuR

I'm left incapacitated,
And utterly defenseless.
Just another, failed escapist.

There is no way out.
"I have got you now."
Says the figure in the fog.

And I thought myself a god...

Here I stand, cowering to a stronger man,
Not fully understanding, the power I hold.
He'd teach me the ways, if I gave him my soul.
Between heavy breaths, he weaved promises
Of ending all of this destruction, and conflict.
He spoke of balance, my mind raged with malice
Angered, I refused.

"If you only knew..."

He painted tales of a man, who died by his hand.
My creator, who I never saw again.
"Please sir, refrain, from speaking his name,
For if you do, it's you I shall slay,
And repay debts, that have gone unpaid
For too long."

"I see The Vile, have poisoned your mind with lies,
I shall not push you any farther,
Though know, I am your father."

The impossible and probable collide,
What's this feeling burning deep inside?
Does he speak lies? Was the Oracle right?
Envisioning a destiny so unkind.
I let myself fall,

And I thought myself a god...

-SLuR

It left me behind,
When I was an infant.
I felt immortalized
Hanging in frozen threads of time,
But those moments weren't mine.
Memories of a stranger in stranger moments,
That I can't recall even if I forced it.

I remember being five, in kindergarten
Counting hours like they were years
Anxious to age, to quicken the pace
Not knowing I would wish for those days,
To taste the breath of a child again
To hold it in my lungs and get high off the past.

It feels like just yesterday I was in class,
Happily working on math,
Sixteen years old
Feeling like an ancient soul.
Time was gold, glittering and bold.
Valuable, but I didn't know,
Wasting my seconds focused on
Things that didn't matter
Not giving myself a chance to have fun and be a disaster.

Older now and full of regrets,
Three months pass in a matter of seconds.
If I want to feel life I have to go out and get it.
Catch the arms of a clock and forget.

But it left me behind,
Soon I will die
Wishing that time
Didn't learn how to fly.

-SLuR

Uneasy nerves,
Crawl under flaws.
That show themselves
In a head full of fog.
Incoherent thoughts
Build up and clog
Releasing themselves,
As they turn the knobs-
The faucets.
That hold emotions,
They unlock it.
My eyes cry oceans
And I'm gone- forgotten.
I don't belong...
I'm rotten.
How could I be enough
For someone I long to touch,
When they're made out of so much
Beauty and perfection,
And all I'm made of is dejection?
My heart is scarred with rejection,
It never wears protection.

I bet his refusal tastes like heaven.

-SLuR

In this garden nothing grows, but death and fungus
It sprouts so persistently like memories of us
Smells just like them too... Putrid; so rotten.
I'd burn it all down if it means you'd be forgotten

But you wouldn't, by you my head is haunted.

Every seed I've sown has been reaped from your soul,
Everything I try to grow are just parts of you I know
Like the way you smile when you lie.
I can feel my flowers die. Petals cry,
Curling up like shriveled fetuses
Aborting any notion that your love for me persists.

My tears never dry, drowning orchids as I cry
Torpid, happiness lies
Just outside the confines of my mind.

I long to shatter these barriers you've created,
With sweet sounding words that tasted like hatred.
But, you've instilled a fear in me
Irrationally, I'm scared to leave.
Taught to enjoy ugliness rather than beauty.
The crispness of dry leaves instead of soft greens,
The sting your hands bring when you whisper you love me,
The flame left by my tears as you take your pleasure.

In this garden of death, vines entwine deep within myself
Rooting me to the dirt full of nutrients from hurt
All I've ever known, my only form of life support.

-SLuR

Freaks for poetry,
Writing endlessly,
Letter after letter,
Word after word.
Emotions severed,
And put on a page
On display, for the world.
Can you see their soul?
It's sewn between their works.
Fibers of their being, they
Generously let you see.
Words in their minds,
That express their feelings,
Their opinions,
Or even fantasies.
Parts of them, we get to keep,
Sometimes their words,
Are what we need.
To inspire, or relate to.
(Words make a great escape too.)
It's always a new experience,
The work of a poet is mysterious,
Will my mind fill with joy,
Or will these lines bring me tears?
Will these words make me crumble,
Or provoke my thoughts to creep?
They open up to strangers,
'Cause deep inside,
We're all freaks.

-SLuR

I had held you,
At some point in time
I know that are bodies were embracing.
That we were entwined with the stars
Making constellations with our figures
As your eyes danced while you slept.
My stomach was tying itself in knots,
So the caterpillars and butterflies wouldn't escape
They were so frantic,
Like my insides had been set alight
And they were drowning in the smoke
That had dried my vocal chords,
Robbing me of my words.
My mind had forced me to remember
Every sprinkle of freckles on your body,
Every scraggly hair that adorned it
And rubbed against my face,
As I dug my grave deeper in your chest.
I had held you,
In the winter, but it felt like hell
Fiery and treacherous,
I had convinced myself
That it was the fire of love
Burning passionately in my wax heart,
But it had already melted away by then.
The flame eating away at the oxygen in my chest
Void of the love that would cradle me like a child,
Branding hate that felt like open sores.
I had held you.
I kept you in my arms
Selfishly refusing to throw you back once I had caught you,
Expending your life like a fish gasping for water.
You had died
And what replaced you beared no resemblance
To anything I thought I had known.
I had held you
And you pried my arms open
Leaving me to hug the wind as it cried out with my soul.
I had held you,
And I hold you still.
Embracing the ghost of you
As its eyes dance behind its eyelids.

-SLuR

This world is riddled with endless contradictions,
Everyone's an expert fit to judge the competition,
Defending the accepted with "freedom" of expression,
While the ones who oppose will always face rejection.
We close our mind's doors to keep the creepers out,
Where they crawl in a pile, twisting with our self-doubt.
We'd open a window if it's fitted with a screen,
To sift away anything we might find obscene-
Mean, not good enough to be seen.
In our heads, our brains are clean.
We can't see it's stained and *****,
*** on the sheets, wash them next week
Have a big bite right after you've wiped,
We're all blind, to the mess that lies
Right outside of the confines of our minds.

-SLuR

Creating clouds from my mouth that float up with my head
Hazy skies cover our land, hiding us from Them.
Feast on fungus, change your size
All that you see is a lie
Caged behind the smile that stretches miles wide.
I see in azure and feel like ash,
Face unfamiliar, not similar to any plant
Tear a hole in my lungs,
As my mouth's inclined to ask

Who
Are
You?

And you reply in stringed sentences,
Not quite answering the question I intended.
Maybe my head's all fogged up and my brain snuffed out,
Perhaps I've lost track of time because I never count
But I think we've reached infinity,
Your eyes weaved in and out of your being.
Fleeting thoughts and feelings,
Ephemeral sounds.
My mouth creates smoky clouds
Who am I?
Who are we?
Am I me?

Who...

Are
You?

Who who, who who?

-SLuR

I can feel your little bites, like parasites
breaking down effervescent days
into still, silent nights; prying porous flesh
with the scent of death,
lingering in cratered moonlit breath.
Is this where i was meant to be led,
repeatedly fed, to these hungered hands?
again, my feet scrape this familiar path
wearing down the dirt that buries me,
internally. covering everything that hurts,
so i can never be allowed to scream.
split my lungs and let them seep,
release all i have held in when i breathe;
weak waves and shallow water
my song is carried, but still, it falters.

feel my microscopic actions and
minuscule movements
as i crawl between your flesh
robbing you of nutrients;
trying to survive and thrive, like little
parasites

Creepy crawlers, horrors, and lawyers
keep enforcing these busted borders.
They're stalking my chalk lines;
exploring the fine folds where time slows
And my songbirds carry broadswords,
so it's good morning, Deathblows
every time the pendulum tolls.
My silhouette is wedged between
two threads protruding from my neck
and Beelzebub possessed the helm just
to twist my alphabet into a triple threat,
so when I speak the receiver has
to navigate an end-game quest.
But I promise I'll do my best
against these wretched guests
so long as you heed my request
and enjoy yourself no matter
where the road lays etched.

-SLuR & S.K.G.

My hellos echo inside this black hole,
My heart’s a no call no show, down-in-the-dumps hobo;
Haunted by the ghost of your sucrose coated love.
I’ve licked my fingers down to the bone trying to
Feel it just once on my tongue again.

My brain’s a necrophage, feeding on your face
Until I can’t recognize the taste- the shape,  
You’re just a skull in a grave, and I crave
To decompose alongside you in the bed you made.

My frame has been shoved down the **** drain
And the incessant drip drops sound just like your name.

I’m a repulsive cultist drowning my emotions in solvents,
Trying to deal with the loss of the most revolting poet.

-SLuR

I can just almost feel your touch.
The heat of blood as it rushes
to my cheeks, to leave a slight hint
Of a tint that’s almost ******.
Hush my moans with your warm soft lips,
Cover my skin with fingerprints.
Disarm my defenses, I’ll melt
directly into your existence.

I can just almost feel your touch,
It haunts my flesh, until it hurts
A phantom pain, a lonely curse.
The delicate intimacy,
Of being caressed by a ghost.

-SLuR

You caught me with your eyes,
Catching glances like butterflies.
I was yours that very first night,
Even though we went home as strangers
And you had someone else to hold you tight.
In my dreams there lurked a danger,
Of your perfect smile, whetting my appetite.
By chance, you were thrown into my life
And I finally had the courage to take what it is I find,
Like your heart reaching out towards mine,
When our hands tangled with time.
And boy, did time do a number
Made us colder when we slumber
Made you search over and under
For a new one to call lover.
Cover me with lies, and let me go to sleep blind
I think I only cry when I realize you can’t be mine
So hold me close to your lips, so they brush in a kiss
When you whisper to me, everything I’ll come to miss
Like the fading bliss, when you leave me in the mist
At home I’ll sit, waiting to feel your comfortable skin.
I love you more than anything I’ve known,
Your face is a home and you’re rooted into my bones
I long to hold you until we’re blanketed in mold,
Forever in your arms, even when I am alone.

-SLuR

Words no longer flow like music in my head,
The ink has dried up in all of my pens, and
my pencils lay heavy in my hands like lead. I had sharpened
my wit but it nicked you and you bled, your ghost is all I get.
I hearken to your moans as if you are ******* to my bed.
Your voice is embedded in my brain, haunting every ounce of gray.
And your visage clouds my eyes up with an inevitable rain.

Gripping tightly to your essence only to be left empty-handed.
A muse to madmen- I’m in pain without your presence.
My creativity expired when you lost your effervescence
and Death placed a tired hand over your eyes and
wished your slumber to be pleasant.

-SLuR