I pause in clause... Oh lord of connectives! Leash my thoughts and walk the scenic route to rumoured sanity. Make sense from the marking of my territory.
Headstrong, you made a full point- ‘Baby you don’t need to piss on everything you see'.
‘Well’ I argued ‘either piss or be pissed on!'. You modelled both and proved there was as much victory in defeat as there are losers in winners.
You made me lay down and placed your foot on my chest ‘When knocking someone down, a part of you must go down too and loiter, to ensure your victim stays earthward. You reside in every thought that crushes. You are both the knife AND its stabbings; also very often too the bandage, Betadine and stitches that bind!’.
I took your hand, our fingers enclosing into a craving fist boxing its way through midnight. We fought pretty in alleyways, adorning fences with arms above heads, legs between legs and the blue/red flashing of an anguished passion, arrested.
Fully charged and wanting
to get the record straight-
So if you wring my heart and I die a tortured, marred and bloodied fool, you are and will inhabit my afflictions?
Hold me down ...a part of us still touching?
I fear nothing, what better death
my everyday Valentine!
Author notes
'There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom'. (Anais Nin)
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well done
loved you asking the lord to connect you in a sane string of thoughts.visit me and my poetry..may be you would find something worthwhile -
Zahra!
Oh, you are a one!
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I am very impressed my talented friend. Very deep and thought provoking.
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I'm not often speechless.
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THIS.... Is brilliant... Oh my screaming Jesus.
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