- Note to Self -

 

 

...an inkling

unsteady

faint

dim

dim

dim

dim



- Note to Self -

"What do you want from me"

"Absolutely nothing"

...his response expected, but not

at the same time.

 

We haven't spoken in quite some time

but he'd reach out

sending glimmers of hope

that lead to smoke.

 

Why didn't he understand

that no matter what it was

that kept us apart,

I still loved him.

 

so much.

 

I'm complex

As is he

But I speak

He sweeps

I'm fragile

He's steel

even his eyes

But I loved that about him

even if it'd ice me

sometimes

often.

 

...it's good to be different

but not to hurt

one another.

 

The cool to my hot

icing me over

with a word

a look

a nothing.

- Note to self -

 

 

...this wreck stallion

perfection

sparks a loom

weaving a tale

so black

so thick
longing the sky

for flight from

a glittered tar

wet with grief

blues, bark and pleas

 

his drupelet heart

so deep, so sweet

rare, they like

to eat
slow

mouths filled with gloom

they grin

with glimmers dripping

their chins

chins

chins

 

Dark flames

fire his blood

hot black

he sees not

himself

but another

in this ebon-pond

staring back

with pale souls

open

for them to see

this countdown

to his cherry top

frozen

in all his jewels

a night-lumen-kaleido-pitch

silking ...