Fade to Suffocation
By elphur
blurred pastel and softly, he rolls to uncomfortable. luke warm slow blue makes his presence here; smudged, scratched fault when he falls from clouds. lack of dimension; my world molds his face. sweet mouth and sour colour— thoughtful waves subside. old existence haze and moist, his eyes so soothed. a stale lullaby well sung drifts away sluggish. a timeless void and his tonight breathes the fog, spits the air; his features deep, his tired throat, fade by sparkling pressure. yellows thick and broad; his heart seeps and crawls. blood coughed to the surface— he chokes on truth’s tongue. winged fear in hand, odd numbers. call to me— and rest your body weary; lest you suffocate, my love. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 09:54 AM PST 0 • 1
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