I stared at you
with a familiar feeling
of you're melody
that black silk was an answer to mercilessly
violet prophesied romantics
because thunder were
hollow shots of gun fists
like an alter not worshiping
but closely listening
to blossoming ceaseless mummers
skins aren’t skins
in this world.
on your bones
covering your body
with scratches and stereotypes,
bringing bruises and bullets to your head
and the only way to stay safe
is if the ink is white.
skins are signs
to know which ones
will pay the price
if you close your eyes
you will see the color
warped in a wrapped world
do we even see beyond
what pigment we have
or are we
wrapped around a warped world
where pain is really
isn’t it strange?
we live in a world where
the color of your skin
indicates how people
see you and
the darker it is,
the more invisible
we were all
By Arcassin Burnham
Let me take my paint brush to a place
worth while and recollect all of the memoirs,
A body full a decadent bliss is something I look
forward to like butterflies in jars,
...Like why you gotta do that to me?,
......I don't bruise easily,
take me away with your skin in heaven where
they wash and feed the turkey not feed on it
having second thoughts about their recent lives
in favor of the Lord saving them from utter peril
and stages and phases and escapes of sin,
I'd be more than gladly to just look within,
into the art work,
attention is all that you're worth,
........But why you gotta do that to me?
She ran as fast as her brittle legs would allow
without catching her breath once as she ran miles somehow.
And she reached her favourite bench overlooking the countryside
surrounded by swaying trees and an air of grace as she sat and cried.
There's creatures in her mind that won't allow her to think clearly;
the belief she should go beyond the veil plays on her mind severely.
So she swallows a bag of pills washed down with strong tequila,
and stands upon the bench with her earphones in, dancing like a ballerina.
lovely, lovely, lovely.
didn't eat for three days so i could be
baby, dont listen to black and white
from skins uk,
she looks like something
i once wanted to be.
she also looks
I've read all my readings and
I'm watching an episode of
Skins and I'm trying to settle
the copious amounts of vino
I've consumed over the last
5 hours while I lie in bed waiting for
you to reply with an answer of
whether I should leave my bed to
meet you so that I can be in your
bed or if I should just keep lying
here watching this episode of
Skins and consume a little bit more
vino before I fall nervously into a