I.
agony
arrests my arrhythmia
as your toxic ambrosia
asphyxiates
the parasitic need
palpitates and feeds
a caustic consequence
II.
love bleeds,
an opiate of obliteration;
a surreal sentiment
that strangles,
entangles suffocation
as seconds
swell the sanguine stream.
III.
garnished,
by the avarice of greed,
spirit sinks in genuflection
crushed,
clinging to the contours
of centred, concentrated screams;
clutching, cursing
crippled by craving's consumption,
crawling to concede
nourished by the thought
for you,
you are my need


. With the exception of the first verse which, to me seemed forced due to the choice of form, I found this very rich in imagery and metaphor. I could identify your descriptiveness to my past using days, and even now, to the illusion of the last two lines.







the ending was spectacular, though as a whole - I was FLOORED!!! Excellent imagery and alliteration throughout. Truly powerful write here!!! By far though - the 3rd refrain just left me speechless, don't worry - if I pasted all I enjoyed the whole poem would be here practically - and I won't do that!!!











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