Love does not extend beyond the eyes
Peace dies within, while chaos freely thrives
The world is angry and blind,
Let’s all chant to Mother’s cries
As god cracks the sky,
Watching people die;
The peeping Tom of our lives
Getting off to why, please oh- whys
We’ll return to earth but won’t help her to survive.
This evil strives- the one that exists
Because of our minds.
Who decides our self rights?
A self-righteous man writing while he’s high
On a ladder, that we’re not allowed to climb.
Daisies rot
Between strands of hair and time,
And our blood clots
As we raise fingers in a peaceful sign.

-SLuR

I lost my mind in lucid dreams,
Pull-apart clouds that melt and bleed,
These tiny things my eyes can't see;
Blind to fingers that bend and reach
Like rivers dripping from paper cheeks,
Streams that meet where a heart once beat,
Now a carcass where Silence eats;
A ribcage harness to carry me
And tar-clung breaths,
To serenity,
Discarded as loneliness
Where sadness seethes and sows seeds
To grow a million little pleas for flesh;
And all I reap is this skin
Marked with scars of a reject.

Down here in this hole
Is where I'll be happiest;
My light can't be missed,
If darkness is all my eyes have kissed.

-SLuR

The spiders come out to play
Only to run away,
I wish they would stay. Stay, stay
Please don't leave. I like it here under heavy gravity, where I can't feel under all of this pressure. I'm numb and can't remember the sensation of being dismembered. Intense hatred burns in embers, reborn from ash a happiness lingers staining smoking fingers. Here I feel hole- of body, mind, and soul; wholly decomposed, do you hear the angel's holy notes? Oh... No? I must have been mistaken, on my bed there lies an ocean so perhaps 'twas siren's temptation? I hear a voice so gently weave a longing- a need, betwixt emotions of pride and greed. My mind is kissed with inconsistencies, laughing as I weep. To pain, this brain is a fiend; please, take it out of me. I swear I take these to fall asleep, not to feel spiders crawl across my face and through my guts, only to disappear when I look- to evade my lonely touch. My heart feels like it's crushed, and blood gushes as wrists pulse. I think I'm dying, but I don't know- maybe I'm already a ghost. Keep me afloat in this web of limbo, I like to not know, I like to be numb. The pill the bullet, my throat the gun; shoot my intestines and let my mind be gone- blown away like dust as the screens of my face play hallucinations. Reality's seams rip and run up the blurry leg of god, his face clear, his ears sewn shut but he still nods whenever I talk.
He's more real than the hope I cling on, a fly caught in the web of the arachnid's song.

-SLuR

Let’s hide in the shelter of silent shadows and thick, tall trees
Where I’ll let you touch all the places my fingers can’t reach.
Our sighs will whisper to the wind as our bodies melt like magma.

Hearts tripping over beats, twisting into the other; racing to complete this jigsaw
And when we’re picture perfect I’ll let you hold me long, past the coming dawn.

-SLuR

I am love, unconditional, under certain conditions
You have to have the right views, and the right color of skin.
And I define what's right in this closed mind of mine,
You are all my brothers and sisters,
If you have the right bloodlines.
I praise God, I am God- your king,
So praise me when I sing His hymns, my hymns
You are all filthy humans, wallowing in sin.
Sinless and clean, I am as righteous as Him.
I am love, we are one- if you are like me.

-SLuR?

These emotions run free, words released
As tears against my cheek,
Lips stretched against teeth.
Unrestrained my heart beats, bleeding-
Staining the sheets, that cover your cold shoulders
As you turn away from me. My hands pulling towards
Our infinity. With open arms I move forward
To embrace this closed world.
Only to be rejected, left
In the freezing cold.

-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

His love is built on lies
Manufactured ties
His love is built on lies
Corporations never die
Spreading love like a franchise
Tears can turn into ice,
Only if you’re nice
And you pay the right price.

-SLuR

He stood over shambling souls, his skin falling from his flesh
I could feel the daunting grip of death exude from his breath.
Steadily he held his gaze, carrying countless years of waste;
All the life he had had to taste lay at his feet, disgraced.
I could feel a shiver snake, sneakily down my fragile spine,
And my bones became flimsy as they slowly jellified.
In the presence of the lord of flies, maggots penetrate your mind.
Eating membrane and shades of grey, ******* your sanity behind.
Memories turn into feces rotting in your hollow head;
For even death needs a ruler, and rule the dead he did.

He flashed a wormy grin and bled from his mouth,
Joyfully announcing that I’ve stepped into my grave,
Woefully denouncing me as his eternal slave,  
His words squirmed through decaying brain;
Though wounded, my bravery was not slain
For beside him grew roses on a porcelain face.
If he controlled the dead, she must own their hearts and souls
A glance into her eyes caused a fluttering amongst my own,
I could almost feel them leave as ghosts to her haunting beauty.
Foreign myths place names to such a woman; Macaria, Persephone
Mistress of blessedness, cursed to Death's grip; his unwilling queen.

I held my sword and braced, my heart raced before my feet
Ignoring the fear that demanded I heed, to smite the Draugr King.

-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

My cavernous heart will devour you whole,
Only for you to quickly decompose.
Hello? Hello.. Hell, where did you go?
Lost in the darkness that overflows.
Drowning in the depths of its thalassic hold;
Ebb and flow, this pain I know wanes only to grow.
I’m a slave, like the tide to the seraphic face of the moon.
Guided by life to find the perfect place for my tomb,
The cratered space I desire to bury myself into.

-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

If resident evil taught me anything,
It's that tourniquets stop the bleeding,
But herbs do all the healing.
Though it doesn't stop the feelings.
Everyone's paranoid, and always scheming,
As if zombies are out creeping,
Around corners and through ceilings.
Strategically placing pawns,
Laying bait, and setting traps
Until you're left feeling numb,
To the world and all its crap.
They'll beat you when you're down,
Or even if you're in the clouds,
And once you're on the ground,
Gravity slowly ***** you in,
Until you're breathing dirt,
And you're soiled by your sin.
Wishing for a sign,
To help you clear your mind,
Because you realized, it kind of tickles when you hurt,
And you'd believe all the lies, if it helped you to survive.

So where the zombies at, and can I bring my gat?
'Cause my finger has been itching, though all I do is scratch.
Revealing skin tissue, that would rather hug a trigger,
My strength isn't the issue, only worrying about ammo misuse,
And if it's you, I figure, a knife can end it quicker.
Straight to the stem, that held your mind in.

My beautiful rotting barbie,
I'll worship you,
Like that Jesus zombie.

-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.

Mundane, monotonous days
That I waste away,
Always looking through a haze.
In a daze, with no emotions on my face.
Without a trace of consciousness in my eyes.
Absent of the sparkle,
That signifies I'm alive.
I only know that I live because I wish to die.

Monotonous, mundane days
That I struggle to get through,
Even though it's the same
As yesterday,
And all the days before.
Awakening to a play
In which I have to perform.
I'm just a robot programmed to act,
Like a human being with his life intact.

-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

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

If I hid your name in every poem, would you notice me then,
Or should I scrape your veins as I trace these words with my pen?
Could I erase all the mistakes that appear when my hands shake,
Or would I just smudge the ink into a more noticeable stain?
I wish I knew terms that could shatter your mind blind,
So, when you hold me in your eyes that little voice won’t reply
“Good try; Better luck next time. Take five, for the rest of your life.”

-SLuR

Your fingers tangled in my hair,
Roughly, gently braiding pleasure.
An ocean of blood rushing through ears,
As warm, wet lips dance together
To muffled music.

Fingertips
Running over miles of fabric,
Across hills and valleys and
Fields of madness.
Eyes burn through each other,
Skin slowly melts away like wax;
Yet desire never wanes,
It's flame flickers and comes back.

Souls penetrate deep, between
Temples and moaning.
Finding rhythm in thrusting vessels
As minds wander, searching
Through feelings unearthly;

Intimacy, otherworldly.

-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

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

Callused feet trudge through thick grime, and shards of glass
Heavy steps stain the cobblestone of hell's path.
Corpses turn to dust, as souls wail for forgiveness
Their pleas echoing
'clean' and 'sinless'
Begging for release of the twisted flame
That constricts and chains them to endless pain.
The tortured bellow from the deepest pits
The soulless tremble in the darkness that satan's heart emits,
The carnivorous shadows that eat away at rotting flesh
Writhing with the movement of roaches and maggots.
This empire of filth, this dirt-made palace
Whose walls reverberate with a certain madness.
Cackles weave through sonorous sobs of sadness.
Here we cling to porous pools of hope
That leak and seep into the void of the unknown.

-SLuR

Spider legs, and lizard eyes
Dragon tongue (that's been hung out to dry.)
Harpy's egg, and ogre phlegm
And a drop or two, of toad's sweat.
Breath of frog, snout of hog,
One unlucky rabbit paw.
Anise, thyme, and cardamom,
With a hint of vampire's blood.
Stir it with a wizard's wand,
Immediately consume once done.

What? It's not a witch's brew,
I'm simply hungry; I've decided on stew.

-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

A waterfall,
Bursting forth
From the eyes of Gaia.
Life loses all sense in the turbulence,
Swirling away into whirpools,
Getting lost in the depths of sadness, and
She cries still. Drowning herself,
Getting lost in the depths of sadness, and
Swirling away into whirpools.

Life loses all sense in the turbulence
From the eyes of Gaia;
Bursting forth
A waterfall.

-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

I felt it crumble in my palm,
I held it for a little too long,
It got so warm...
Like a beating heart,
Before it started to fall apart.

I saw it rise before it fell,
Into itself, creating hell
It burned to ash on my table,
Its mark, so dark, lies there still.
Another underwhelming failure.

My last attempt, I think I've got it
I've sprouted life right from my pockets.
The right amount of breath
Of tears, and sweat.
Look at that, after years,
They're even sentient!
My first accomplished experiment.
I hope this proves to be time well spent.

O' woe! What a naive fool,
The creatures started out so promising,
Now they're only interested in technology.
They cut down my trees,
**** their own species.
My precious animals are being slaughtered
Until they're extinct.
It makes my eyes bleed,
These crimson tears sting.
A failure is all I'll ever be...
My greatest creation was all imagination,
This world I've made is full of hatred,
My effort was wasted.
I'll roll it into the garbage bin,
To rot away with try one and try two
And sadly, I shall start anew.

-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

Manifest destiny as a sketch in my notebook,
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate.
Born without a face; She’s got everyone’s eyes.
She prays and suffocates, as if in a dream
Where death lives on safe from the screams.
Hides festering hopes, like ashes in the fall,
She’s certain there’s more to escape from the pain,
In a world of violent rage;
I’m choking on the smoke that fills my home,
While here we lie in tombs with our flesh and bones;
Hatred passed on, passed on, and passed on.

Crawl amidst the ruins of this, there be no shelter here
Empty dream, I dwell in hell; relive the nightmare.
Crawl with me into tomorrow, it’s caged and frozen still.
Like the sun disappears only to reappear on a bed of fire,
A hell that I can grip. But I slipped, an existence mundane.
Like swollen stomachs swallow the one that made you ill;

There is no other pill to take, their existence is a crime.
Catch me when I fall, Death is on my side.

Dressed in slow death born as ghosts,
Ghosts of progress walk unseen,
Past the graves and the gates;

Your voice it is so soothing,
I’m empty, please fill me.

-SLuR

Bony fingertips pry,
Cut me open, peek inside;
See the demons where they lie
Dressed in heavenly disguise.
Their feathers tickle my intestines
With sacrilegious sickness.
Bleed me of my illness,
And gift me with forgiveness.
Cradled in the sanctity of Death’s grip,
Touched by hideous intentions
With no eyes to birth a witness.

-SLuR

A body in a gallery,
Never to be seen.
Cracked. Scarred. Ugly.
I wish it wasn't me.
Paint a lovely picture,
I'll call it grotesque.
He makes me feel beautiful,
Just like he'll do with the next.

-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

Hello, my name is Sarah
And I like to write.
Last night my wife
Caught me in bed with a pen.

"How could you do this?
We've a house and three kids!"
Red ink, dripping off my fingertips
I gave them a lick and claimed
"It's not what you think."
But she could see the proof
Written clearly on the sheets.

She cried, through mascara eyes
Blubbering about love and how it died
And I chimed with the I tried and lies,
How I wasn't satisfied with the path of our life
She knew words were my *****,
My own personal vice.
So easy to change- to manipulate
I could take all of my pain,
Reword it inside my brain
And for a moment feel like I'm not insane.

Now she's throwing the blame,
And I'm the one that has to catch it
Boy, she's got great aim
Hasn't missed a shot yet.
Just one little slip and I'm hit
With the biggest bullet

"Get out of my house
And don't come back again,
This is the last time I'll ever find you in bed with a pen."

-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

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

Wild boy, with hungry lion eyes,
Reflecting in the mirrors,          
While you drive.
Preying on me at every stop sign.    
I pretend not to see,      
But I savor every bite.

Wild boy, with a curly mane,
Curls my fingers can run through,
For days.
Pulling them down to spring back up in your face.
Wild curls that can't be tamed.

Wild boy, with a killer smile,
Come sink your teeth into me,
For a while.
I would love to be a victim, there won't be any trial.
I just want to know the limits of your murderous lips.
Please, just one kiss.

Wild boy, with hungry lion eyes,
You think I'm the prey,
But really, you're mine.
I've been waiting for the perfect chance to strike,
I think I just might have you for dinner tonight.

-SLuR

I find repetition intricately weaved into my existence,
god's hands carefully placing stitches.
Needles, digging ditches into fragile skin
Eyes tearing holes into my soul
With cold, steel judgement.
Bare these bones of mine,
Separate my flesh from sin.
I've shown you all that lies within me,
How could you be so unforgiving?
Continually spinning,
while I'm starting to feel dizzy
And my life just started twisting
Into plots that end in tragedies,
Maladies, and "woe is me"s
Separate my truth from fantasies.
Everything I see can't be real.
Reeling pain through this cycle,
My daily routine inside this hell.
Where the devil's evil spells
Words of wickedness, instilled
Inside these brains I wish to spill.
Give me one more little pill
To take away what makes me ill.
I feel, the acid in my throat still.
Flooding my throat with words
I'd rather ****, than speak.
Exorcise the demons from my body
With the gentleness of a priest,
Wiping boyish tears off of my cheek
As I crumble with my speech.
Like it is, a necessity
To be trampled under feet.
Groveling gravel you'll find beneath
People who laugh at my grief
When I'm reaching for relief,
Trying to coax happiness to give
Me, that one last inch I need
To grasp the life I've seen in dreams
Where I can run out of these seams
And won't live inside repeat misery
Sewn into me, by god's shivering
Skinny fingers.
Again and again, this sadness is triggered.

-SLuR

I do not fear Death and his impoverishing grip.

Against Time, bones rake a plot for my grave.
Moving towards this inevitable fate, with haste.

Night overtakes the day, leading me astray
Over you, and faraway, making my dusty heart race.
Tomorrows are becoming thinner, their threads slowly fraying
Here in my mind memories slither, burrowing deeper. Weighing.
Instilled in you I leave nothing, not a kiss nor a whisper
Neath your skull, I’ve buried an empty seed; all of me.
Growing like death in a short, harsh winter. For you to forget, all I’ve never meant.

-SLuR

My life wasted away in breaths,
I am dying, and decomposing
Underneath this flesh.
Already dead, but not quite yet
Time drags along,
At the pace of Death;
Whose bony feet sink into sands.
Oh, how they trudge- how they drag
Carving lines into this wasteland
From which, sprout hands
That fiercely pull and grab;
Ripping skin, picking scabs.
While I'm trying to plant
Seeds sewn into life's mantle
Where these flowers can grow
For my soul-
Rid me of these weeds
That drain my bones of marrow,
That enter deep and leave me hollow.
These roots my body follows,
Into the void where everything is swallowed;
The hungry, gaping throat
That we boast as fate or ghost
A god to claim the throne,
Death awaits; head adorned
In gold.
One true faith, our only lord.
Unafraid,
Knuckles bruise against his door
He welcomes me, and it's oh so warm.

-SLuR

There is no light,
In this dim earth.
I'm six feet under,
Breathing dirt.
No need to fight.
For what it's worth,
I'm comfortable,
I am a worm.

Yet I squirm,
Vulnerable
When unearthed.
I burn, in a world
I never got to know.
I writhe, with no control.
I yearn, for a hole.
I am a worm.
I belong in the dirt.

-SLuR

I am a pile of contorted bones
Adult, but fetal; sinking in *****
Material, so fickle.
Time- it slows and trickles
Down sunken cheeks, to tickle
Smiles that are broken and brittle.

Casting shadows
That make me feel so little,
I'm being devoured;
Carved away by his chisel.

From the inside, I have withered
And this shell has split and splintered.

I am nothing but hollow bones,
Covered in flesh- waiting to decompose.
To be ravaged
By a shattered promise of tomorrow.

-SLuR

I am Hephaestus,
Festering,
Alone in my home
Of infidelity. Pestering,
My goddess, my queen,
With pleas, that I may reach
And touch her beauty,
That my ears may hear her sing.
Hoping I could snake my way
Around her olive tree,
With the courage of Athene.
She's the amor in the air,
Armored by her disgusted stare.
And I'm ensnared. Tangled,
In her hair. Amongst dead roses,
And broken mirrors, I repair.
Mending what was never there.
Convincing myself I'm not impaired.

I am Hephaestus,
Festering,
In this forge.
I'm scorched,
By my heart's
Endless scourge.

-SLuR

I want to kiss you.
I want to feel your downy lips
Pressed gently against my own.
I crave to feel them part like the
Earth's mantle
Revealing your core
That is wet, hot, and squirming.
I desire to taste your sweet
Honeyed saliva,
To satiate
The sweet tooth
Of my lust.

I want to grip you
As if I were holding onto my own soul
As it tried escaping from my body.
Like it was the end of the world
And we only had each other
To look to for affection
In our final moments of existence.

I thirst to look into your dewy eyes,
That reflect my own feelings
A mixture of desire and fear.
I want to drink in your wanton stare
And get intoxicated by it.



And we'll fall, drunkenly.
Inebriated from life for the first time.
We'd roll around together
Laughing.
The sound
Muffled and obscured,
By the pressing of our lips
And the movement
Of our tongues.
Our bodies would contort,
As we grasped at clothes
Out of instinct.
We'd feel hot
And constricted,
Taking deeper and deeper breaths
As we kissed.
Still waiting,
For the world to end.

-SLuR