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

In my dreams, I can feel you peel off my clinging clothes
And the heat from your fingers scorches down to my bones.
With muddy eyes, I see only darkness and blurry silhouettes
Yet it’s so easy for our wandering lips to connect,
You spit down into my spirit and it turns to mist.
Our bodies dance inside of bliss, carefully we move and twist
For our passion can be slippery when wet;
And neither of us intends to fall, deeper, into this pit.

-SLuR

Don’t look, cover it up
There’s a story, in which, my eyes shut;
The protagonist at fault, for I exalt
Death, and his graceful waltz-
A hand offered once, refuse I shall not
Tiptoe through Time’s chambers and vaults,
To a cacophony of beats, infant and aged;
Slowed and fast paced, Life holding decay
To her own gorgeous, revolting face.
And I turn my eyes away, to sway
In darkness and its deep embrace,
To mellifluous moans of pain.
A ****** display.

-SLuR

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

-SLuR

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

I sleep hoping to find that when I wake this is a dream,
That my veins are seams to some other human being.
That one day my words won’t cling to my teeth,
And my tongue won’t be a platform for broken speech.

Let this skin not be a larva bound to grow from ****,
But to form into a pupa of beautiful metamorphosis;
I want to shed from a cocoon and emerge a butterfly
And for once be held in the beholder’s elusive eye.

Strip from me this visage, this form, this sin;
All the ugliness that penetrates my surface, and writhes within.
Purge me from my own skewed expectations,
And I shall be renewed, a fetus cleansed- born again.

-SLuR

Keep my fate in your shoddy black box,
Splinter my life with shuffling hands against paper.
Eyes wander, voices whisper
Time is lost in a downward gaze.
Shuffling feet against concrete;
One after the other after the other,
Men and sons and lonely mothers.
Trembling fingers,
Cut my hope with slips of paper.
Death is marked by a
Single
Black  
Dot,
The period of my life.
The end to something that has never begun.
Circle around me as the sun bakes my skin,
Getting ****** in the early morning.
Pelt me with your hurt-
Your jealousy,
Because I've won
The lottery.

And you are all lost in old-school beliefs,
Gripping to paper, then letting go with relief.
Playing god every year; June 27th.
To send another family member to heaven.

Keep our souls tightly locked
In that
Dilapidated
Black
Box.
Fill us with hatred,
For the summer months.
Where someone is forced
To get, so cruelly, ******.
Thrown at bones for fun,
By men and sons and lonely mothers
One right after the other,
After the other,
After the other,
Until all that remains is nothing but rubble.

-SLuR

While you're snoring
I'm leaning against the wall
Listening to music-
Slightly Stoopid
'cause I might be too, even
Though I was good in school.
Where's my proof?
When I'm sitting her aloof
To life, and focusing on strife
My brain's playing
With throwing knives
I'm running out of lives
If I could get my score as high
As I'll be before we die
I could get another try
Always practicing my hand-eye
Coordinating my "please, may I's"
Focusing on your **** lies,
Chaining myself to my own mind.
If I spent half the effort that
I put into words, drawing figures;
Creating things of no worth.
Then maybe, I'd be worth it
Just enough for you to focus
On the fact that I'm a person
And inside I'm hurting-
A reflection,
Of your own dejection
A friendly reminder
That we all face rejection
Searching for some form
Of heaven.
I'd make you happy again,
At least I'd try to make you laugh
Hold your hand, if you'd hold mine back
But you'd smoke my heart like crack.
Blame me for your heart attacks.
This is just another stupid rant
When my dreams are out of reach
Away from my grasp
Which is always.
My body just works like that,
I could lay in the darkness
And quiet
With closed eyelids,
But always an open mind
Just can't shut those blinds
My thoughts tend to slow time
Stretching night over the morning
That never seems like it's coming
But I can feel it running-
Down my leg.
Like the sharpness of a
Razor blade.
Blood is warmer than your touch,
Welcomes me with a little love.
You never give me goosebumps,
My heart had never jumped,
We just use each other like bums
For drugs and a quick ****
Indulging the dirtiest of thoughts
Along the way we just got lost.

-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.

Our threads were never meant to cross,
To tangle up and turn to knots.
Beginnings and ends becoming lost,
Until it’s time to be cut off.
I’m a frayed, a lone piece of string
Being worn, into nothing.

-SLuR

The sky rains down
With feathers from an angel
Look at her there, she's lost her halo.
So sad, so fragile- her tears splash and echo
As harp strings strain to play a solid note.

Come back home,
Come back home...
Your wings may molt;
Head, unadorned
From rings of gold.
But here in my arms
Is where you belong,
Let my four walls
Carry your song.

-SLuR

I want to plant sunflowers,
Eight feet tall, with thick stems.
Sun-praising guardians
Who'll show me where the light is.

I want to be your sunflower,
Five feet tall, and frail
I'll wrap you in delicate leaves,
Withering and pale.

I want to plant sunflowers,
Who’ll bow their heads at night
As they trek through a dreamland
Guiding away all the fright.

I want to be your sunflower
But I’m not strong enough.
Can’t stand the heat from the sun,
Didn’t grow from the nutrients
Of love.

I want to be your sunflower.
Shower you in healing rays,
Give you sun-drop kisses,
Light the darkness that makes
You afraid.

I want to be your sunflower,
But I’m only a ****.
Sitting amongst the ones I grew,
Hoping you’ll pick me.

-SLuR

In your hands I’ll turn to ash, easily crumbled by your breath.
With rough palms you’ll softly caress, down my neck and to my *******.
Our bodies will mesh, with heat and sweat; Sighs will feed your appetite,
Cravings building towards delight with every stroke and every bite.
Pull me close and I’ll let you inside, if you twist and writhe
With my shivering spine, as our passion collides
And my mouth writes your name for the passing skies;
Dawns and dusks blurred with moans and grunts.
I’ll surrender my love, my body, my flaws
Completely open up, just to feel your pulse.

-SLuR

A stagnant pond
Surrounded by death,
Withered reeds rooted
To promises I've never kept.
The fishes of thought have flipped,
Baring their bellies to sunlight's kiss.
My duckling of happiness has left,
Migrating away from this forest.
No ripples persist on the water's surface,
I skip rocks and always miss
The depths of my bliss.

I try to stir these thoughts
To give me what I lost. Instead,
Loneliness bursts forth like
Swans growing from my head.

-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

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

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

I want to have a conversation,
A real one, not snippets of speech
I desire to dive into your cranial ocean
To discover plant life and new species.
Your waves push me back,
And your moon pulls me away.
I understand our emotions aren't the same.
You're happy when I stay
Floating on the surface.

I'm an open book
With pages turning in the wind
I'll let you read all of my sentences.
You could admire
All the ugly pictures,
That I find sacred
Like the scriptures.
Fold me up like dog ears
In places you
Want to be remembered.
Tear out a page, it's yours to take
Bend my spine, make me out of shape.

Just let me sink at the end of the day.

-SLuR

When you fall in love, prepare for troubles,
In a relationship it's always double.
You have to protect their world from devastation,
And try to unite your souls,
While keeping preservation.
You grasp onto things like truth and love,
And swear by them to the stars above.

Jealousy.
Games.

That's all it really is,
And when it finally kicks in,
Your world will blast off to hell,
At the speed of light.
When you get there you must surrender or fight.
Denounce your evils, and turn to the light,
Truth and love are nothing but lies...

Isn't that right?

-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

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

Creature

Hidden in the mirror; it's cracked and dusty.
Twisted figure. Disfigured picture.
Locked away in a decrepit building,
That echoes with hate and familiar
Screams. Screaming fills... Filling
Myself with feelings so real,
And palpable.
Almost maleable,
With this hurt I can shape something happier.
We must be perpendicular,
Crossing lines against our times,
Somewhere.
I stare and I stare,
But I can't find a difference
From what's here to what's there.
My skin's yellow and frail,
But other colors aren't rare.
I smell sweetly of death,
It lingers softly on my breath.
He calls me fiend, he calls me monster
My father leaves me unnamed- forgotten.
I'm not a human...
I'm rotten.

Let the flames that eat away at their torches
Serve as a reminder of the loathing
That remains for the daemon
Born by lightning,
A parallel of humanity-
So frightening.

-SLuR

My heart doesn't crumble when they finally go,
When they take their prodding fingers out of my soul,
Because they were in already-made holes,  
Whose depths, long ago, have come to plateau;
So curious fingertips, aren't missed  
When they finally stop trying to scratch an itch-
Or cease their search for a scab to pick, a wound to lick;
I'm used to it, the pain that sits atop these heavy eyelids...  

And with this weight comes benefits,

I never have to show,
The world will never know:
That deep inside, I'm small and vulnerable
Because tears no longer grow when they only come to go.  

-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

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

Have you ever played The Sims
With the devil's controller,
Where you torment the character
That you customized for hours,
Making them fall in love
With a replica of your crush
Who you would have them wed,
Just to be used and cheated.
Then you keep them separated
Removing all the exits,
As their lack of social experience
Starts to reach its limits
And they're crying erratically
Hour after hour
Weathered down to nothing but
Scattered showers?

Well, sometimes I feel like I'm that Sim
Customized by god, who plays with satan
Both laughing at the mess that they happily created.
Watching me cry in a puddle of my ****,
Until hunger gives in
And I starve to death.

-SLuR

Feel it crawl
Hear it call,
Watch it drip out from your maw.
Taste it, raw
Smells like god,
In this void your time is null.
The sunlight burns,
Your stomach churns,
Delicately decay, my fragile corpse.
Buried in worms,
Blurried visions,
Are those halos or pointed horns?

Feel it, slow
Hear it echo.
Watch your insides be hollowed.

Taste your breath,
Smells like death.
In this time you'll meet your end.

The sun still burns,
Persistently shining,
While a part of me is dying.

-SLuR

This


Fragile


Shell


Has


Cracked.


Our world, that lies
On the turtle's back;

Roots planted,
By the Sky Mother's hands.

The moon hoarsely laughs,
Through its throat ****
As the fish swim,
In chaotic patterns;
Mocking the circumstance.

While the west wind
Swiftly sniffs,
Blood rains down
The daughter's left armpit.
Her corpse kisses dirt,
We smoke her heart that grows;
Asking questions to the sky,
In our heavy clouds of smoke.

On my right hand
Lies stains of grace,
Rolling hills,
Blossomed buds,
Serene still lakes.
The flesh of creation,
Fingers that have mastered life,
And flipping the coin to the side
Where death will suffice.

My left hand represents
All that is ugly,
Lying through the grime of death,
Hiding in the darkness,
Concealing its grotesque appearance;

Crooked fingers and choices
Digging nails in search of healing,
Some form of sorcery.

We wash our hands
In love
And aggression.
Pushing and pulling knuckles
In cooperation and competition,
Are we not mirrored,
Ourselves just reflections?

Who is glass

And

Who is skin?

We shatter each other
For a deeper look within.

One and the same,
In opposite of ways.
Blending into grey,
Necessary to remain.

This fragile shell has cracked,
The world on the turtle's back
These empty hands must find
Palms to grasp, to keep the balance
In life's weighty strands.

-SLuR

Numbness conquers my body,
Darkness invades, leaving its trace
Inside the sun's blinding rays.
And everything starts to twist-
Out of place.
The feeling persists,
But it doesn't exist.
I can recall living in this
Moment, having you hold it
The fragile boulder on your
Aching shoulders.
Crumbling bones,
I'll snort your dusty marrow.
Hallowing your hollow,
Promising tomorrows.
I can't recall having burrowed
This deeply, getting lost in the scenery
Of wickedness and fiery horizons.
I can see the sun set behind your eyelids.

I can't recall living this moment,
When you took words and swore it,
That the light would persist
When the darkness was swollen.

-SLuR

To think love was true,
That feelings grew wildly
As beautiful as exotic leaves
Reaching out from alien trees.
The stars, they scream
And laugh at me
Can't I have a wish?
Can't I have a dream?
Is peace a thought so obscene
That serenity is found only in between
The sheets, and sleepy eyelid scenes?
Inject us with humanity
And let veins leak-
Drip and seep, into the darkness
Of our greed; these sickening feelings
That devours us like weeds,
Rooting deep inside of bones.
The route we follow since our birth,
Our comfortable home.
Hate is easy, it's harder to love-
The unknown
The unfamiliar, and foreign;
My heart cries for any pain
That any soul may be holding
I hold these heavy arms open
Ready to accept the sick and broken
Those covered in sin
And the ones lost- forgotten.
But I, myself stay unwanted
By me, this world is haunted.

This girl is a fool, to be used
Strictly for cruel amusement.

-SLuR

I know that tomato tomato
Probably only works when speaking,
And you probably read that as tomato tomato
Instead of tomato tomato.
But, the point is you make my mind
Feel like mashed potatoes
Or is it potatoes?
And I don't know how
To describe it
Almost like my heart was hit with a seismic-
Wave. It makes me quiver, makes me shake
Makes me feel so pathetic and lame.
I can't find light inside your days
And time on me, you'd never waste.
But with haste, I'd give you all that you could take
I'd be the resource for your flame
Eat away, all you need to sate
In your emotions I shall bathe;
I like to call it love, while you prefer
To claim it's hate.

But you know,
Tomato tomato...

In you I can taste addiction, bitter
Like the ashy ghosts of my cigarettes
Or the phantom pain of my needle ******.
So much so that our bones share the same skin;
All the raised flesh, every shiver, every itch.
When our fingers start to twitch towards it
Like a pup crawling back to its *****.
Your taste wasted in my putrid spit, so
When our mouths cough up identical twins
I’ll be savoring the flavor of theft,
A kleptomaniac hiding smiles behind a cleft lip-
Raised like an emblazoned cross for our shared sins;
I’ll nail you across my teeth if you rot away, with my cavities
And leave me the three words I never thought you heard.
(“Remember to floss”) Can’t you tell that I’m lost?
Tripping over my own feet, ignoring gravity
I just wish I could sink into the gaping holes I’ve carved in my mouth,
To bury my thoughts when they try to push themselves out.
My tongue traces the words that spew from your throat
Confessing all I'll be is all that I loathe.

-SLuR

Pull me from make believe scenes with your gentle rap-rapping,
As the young sun spreads himself against an aging sky.
Fill my heart with your song and a calm tap-tapping,
While morning dew flowers from my dirt bed eyes.
I can feel your notes, soft like feathers as they touch me
Grazing against
The lingering darkness of the night.

And for a moment in time,
I feel as if I'm connected
To Nature and Her vibe;
Like I'm rooted in Her life
Until the second you decide to fly-
Away and above with me, a worm
Above and away, till another day.

-SLuR

I've done it again, haven't I?
This will be the millionth time
I apologize.
Well, are you listening?
Because I am so very sorry,
It's such a woe and a misery
That I am unworthy to be
A human being
In your eyes.
Please, just accept me,
The way I am; stuffed with hurt.
I know I make everything worse,
A doll, that at night,
Brings you discomfort.
Did I do it again? Did I? Did I-
Step over lines and jeopardize,
The comfort we've built on top of lies?
Pretend that your mind twists
Itself inside mine,
That you empathize
With the way that my sight
Just ignores all the light.
It's so hard to find, am I blind?
You never cared for my cries,
So I became mute,
And let them play in silence.
Echoing, over you
Like ghostly violins
Wailing to the particles
Of souls and skin
I've turned to dust within
And I'll scatter like ash.

I won't look back 'cause the past is always sad.

I'll pave my own path
That can lead me to content
I don't need you to control me
Like the government.
I'll be free from these chains,
One day, without any regrets.
I'll turn to dust in your hands
And scatter away like ash.

A sorrowful remnant, a reminder of your past.

-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

My spine is shifted by the wavering hands of the wind,
Guiding me like a serpent, slithering through shredded skin.
What shall I find beyond me, this veil of illusion-
A light rain of hope or darkness, unmoving?

-SLuR

I know that I’m small
And tend to build structures too tall,
They inevitably weaken;
Crack, crumble, and fall.
The ruins in this beaten chamber,
A reminder- a cratered scar,
A place for me to sink into the filth
and idly crawl.

To hide from heights of hope,
To run away from your calls.
Get rid of you in thought,
And heart

Abandon all.

-SLuR

I try to force myself to dream
With my headphones in my ears,
Waiting for my phone to ring,
So I can pretend that you're there;
And cling,
But everything eventually disappears.
Who can happily fall asleep holding air?
I hate the part of me that descends helplessly
Into emotions I want to stir,
But can never seem to reach.





I'm a monster, a creature
That crawls against the walls of the night.
A lady who feeds off of lies,
Tonguing words that don't sit right
Though they hold truth in the dark side of my eyes.

I wish you'd scrape yourself against my corneas
And squirm to the back of my mind,
To understand all I wrongly convey,
The pain; that you naysay.
If it's not here, then why do I feel this way?
Loneliness overtakes in waves throughout the day, but it doesn't exist.
I just bend and twist to look broken,
Like I need to be fixed; as you insist.
Ignore my scars and what I try to open,
Dusty drawers, that no one cares to rummage through.
I'll keep them locked, and stay hopeless
That anyone's fumbling hands will hold the key.

Leave me, unseen.

-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

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

I close my eyes and I can feel it,
Turning, turning, turning.
Ever so slowly, ever so quickly
Time is sticking and slipping.
Like the spiders on the ceiling
Who dance when I'm numb to feelings,
Swallowing pills to make me sleepy
I'm awake, but I think I'm dreaming.
Can you feel me?
Can you see me?
Am I just imaginary?
What are these scenes
That play on eyelid screens?
Can you hear me scream?
Silently, silently.

Close your eyes that burn,
My soul will find freedom.
While our crumbling earth
Still quickly, slowly turns.

-SLuR

Paint my world black
Colors are too bright
I'd rather stew in the absence
Of all the light.
It reflects what I feel inside,
A void that I can't hide.
Look through my gaping holes
That take the place of eyes.
Can you see the demons that bore
Through crumbling head,
Through fevered mind?
The sun is slowly fading,
Being devoured by hungry night.
And all the stars disappear
As I wish on them, they die.
The moon mocks me with his...
Smile made of mischief;
Suspicious and vicious,
He collects unfulfilled wishes
And keeps all of my tides twisted.
I'm giving up, I'm listless;
No one wants to listen
To the crying of the wind,
That echoes with my
Unwavering pain.

-SLuR

Time hangs from your skeleton limbs
It rocks back and forth
Like a pendulum.
Life and Death's momentum,
Swinging to Her vibrations
Our Mother's sadness and elation
Her hate and adoration.
Take this decay as a creation,
Our bones are aging to perfection;
A fine selection of dust to spread
From toes to head,
To nurture and neglect
Her children who cry and beg.
Their suffering will end
As we return to fertile dirt
And let our souls be absorbed,
By the womb we once adored.

-SLuR

I want to lie on your faded sunrise,
Float on a sky, of whispered lullabies.
Awaken in your dreams,
Whisk me away on whipped cloud seams.
Condense these emotions, that fill me to brim
And together in the flowing rain, we will swim.

-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