"filthied" poems
The ocean, consume me.
I hear your call to me like a mother cow to her calf,
A low drawling echo that grows with the hour.
Or the calf to its mother,
you call me home
to suckle on my breast where in it my heart beats.
Drum, drum.
Be still the drums.
Laying deep in dark abyss.
The drums, the drums.
I smell the salty air
It haunts my passage, staining my dress
with crusted, crystallised foam.
Will this heart ne'er be clean?
To be filthied by shame, now unworthy to him
by the sea and what it has done to me.
I wait for you.
You growing pains, you. You wisdom teeth pushing through.
The dust settles in my candle light.
The little white flecks fall together like prancing dandelion seeds
as fragile as children who have been wasted in your hands like white gold,
thrown away.
What they could have been had they fallen to my hands.
Rosey and blue-eyed with marjoram soft hair.
So I wait, breath now freezing with the in and out
steadying as the tide rises.
It calls me to consume me.
Dare I step to it? Submerse my feet within the waves.
One more hour, one more day - tick, tock, tick, tock.
But what if this hour he comes my way?
Descending from heaven, knocking at my gate.
The crash of the ocean against my hull.
Wait, wait, for my life and forever, I will wait.
The ocean, consume me.
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
Pools of ink drench white paper.
Darkness covering a world of light.
Your piercing red body shone through a bleak world.
And as you approached me I turned blue.
You were the only colour in a world full of white.
Every time it rained you never got stained in black.
The ink never touched you.
Never filthied you.
You always stayed vibrant.
That perfect scarlet red.
You finally approached me.
A pastel blue boy.
Your smooth, tender hands all over my body.
Marking me in lilac bites.
The dull world outside shunned us.
Because we were different.
But I find comfort in your coloured arms.
Because when I'm with you, I'm no longer blue.
When you touch me, I explode with colour.
I become a lilac man.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 4:56 AM UTC