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I Smile In The Face Of Death

As I wake up flat on my back

in an unfamiliar bed,

surrounded by hazy faces

and teary eyes,

and wobbly smiles,

I find that I cannot

for the life of me

remember who and why

they are here for this old guy.

 

A figure clad in black, too,

stands right there at the door.

I don't know why they won't come in

or why they're being ignored.

Perhaps, I think,

they...

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Claws of Love, Kiss of Death

Hand reach into my throat,

clawing their way to my heart.

Red blooms under their attention,

as they slither through this maze

of veins and vessels.

Slick hands grab ahold of my still heart,

squeezing it manually.

Once, twice, thrice,

a soothing rhythm in a space,

long devoid of music.

Yet, no amount of squeezing

is enough to make my heart start beating.

No amoun...

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About Love And All It Is Not

Love is, 

replacing the soothing touch of water 

with the burn of swirling red. 

Love is, 

broken glass on the ground, 

not being able to differentiate red from red.

Love is, 

freely seeking comfort in another’s bed, 

knowing your own will be empty anyway. 

 

Love is, 

conceiving a child, 

in the hopes it will turn your lives around. 

Love is, 

heated argu...

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To Love A Fire (Is To Burn Brightly By Its Side)

The crackling of the fire lures me closer.

Meat sizzles and shrinks under the sheer heat of it.

 

A fire full of fury, hissing and spitting,

at anyone who dares to move closer.

It attacks my senses; the smell of burning flesh, the feel of warmth.

I can’t move away.

 

I’m enchanted, trapped, devoted,

to keeping the flames flickering.

To feel its warmth infiltrating my ...

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poetrydeathlove

Almost There (Where?)

Is it the light 

At the end

Of the road

That I perceive

Or is it simply

Heaven's ethereal glow

That shines upon me?

An end it is,

No matter what form,

A means to end,

So I go on.

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To Love Is To Die

A love so fierce,

has taken ahold of me,

that ‘I’ is no more.

My form, my soul,

is now entangled with hers.

Where do I end and where does she begin?

I now only exist,

as an extension of her.

When my name leaves mouths,

I pray for it to always

be accompanied by hers.

Whenever she is in my vicinity,

it feels as if I could ascend into infinity.

 

To love her,

...

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Whispers From Death

Dew-covered grass 

covers my naked skin. 

Flowers sprout 

from where I have been. 

Day and Night 

hastily clock in. 

Running to their positions, 

preparing their respective scene. 

 

Not that I can see.

The layer of dirt that separates 

from what is and has been, 

no longer that thin. 

 

Breathe Death in, 

for it is I who nurtures the earth 

who give...

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Love Is A Violence

And if you must pierce my heart
With a dagger so sharp,
Caress with it my cheek
After you've retrieved it.
Paint my face soft,
With the violence of your love.
It is for you who my heart beats for,
Thus it is by your hands that it should stop.
May the wind blow you
My final breath to.

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Deadly Devotion

There is no such thing as a river wide enough

to keep me from reaching you.

If there is no boat available,

I'll simply swim the whole distance for you.

Even if I get swept away by the current,

I will make sure my body reaches you at least.

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Home Interior

‘’See you tomorrow’’,

that was what you said.

Back then, I could not identify it as a lie.

I only realized when I got to your house the next day,

your hanging frame decorating the place.

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