like slow winter fog
fingers trace without a touch
across her cold skin

Light fingered
Swift and efficient
Conspiring against themselves
Nothing is ever sufficient

Take. Take. Take
Its Mine. Mine. Mine

Morally incorrect
But what a hefty paycheck
Greed is swirling
Such havoc they wreak

People & Things
They glisten and gleam
Yearn to hold them in hand
Thou the theft must be clean

Much like a bird interested,
Infatuated by the sparkle of things
Filling their homes, Their nests
Craving the beauty they bring

Such light fingers
swift and efficient
Never sufficient
Wanting more and more...

It's never enough.

These hearts taken within the dark
hidden by the cloak of night
Treasures of the soul
Give me your light


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with dancing fingers and a flick of wrist,
I put thoughts to screen.

They pulsate aimed at eyes in shades
of rainbow hues.

REDS may launch emotions
While GREEN are words that carry healing.
BLUES are the scenes worth traveling in.
And White are like star-light phases
meant to light up hearts.

The color spectrum is endless
like universe that houses guides
to lead hands.

The breath is the key to unleash energies
that hug in moment.

With dancing fingers I march
sharing the parade of words
meant to be gifted to those who gather.

I write myself raw, like a poison
Bite through my brain, what a present
Present your gifts and bask in this splendor
Splendid how the stars align
A lie, a lie, and a line I crossed
I’m fine, I’m fine, catch this fire I tossed
I’ll terminate my tension with porcelain pressure
Still as the pool of blood I spill
Too hard to ****, like Prometheus
Shorn shadows, insides torn out
And the dark, the dark, it’s after me
Catch me please
No, don’t— I’m fine