Dec 29, 2005 13:57
Another handful of poems... the challenge sections are bolded.
*****
Spill your poison
Seductive and sweet
(I am not so easily fooled)
You want me
Alone, shattered
In your hateful mind
I am untouched (not oblivious)
The earth runs
Deep along my fingertips
I am grounded, though
The venom drips slowly
Over my skin
Dancing, let it flow
Chin tipped up
Soft smile at the moon
(I know the secret)
I am impenetrable
I am immune
*****
You pass by and over, never through
Spoiling
Eyes begging for substance
Searching the hollow places and empty shelves
Pretty eyes tell pretty lies
Do you even know the truth?
Sell it to the hordes who just want pretty words
To store in their dust-filled corners and aching vaults
Falsely seeking
In quiet mockery of questions
Needing answers only you can give yourself
Never finding, never ending
Never satisfied
Your hunger is your weakness
Though you count it as a strength
*****
You push me into walls
Inside my own mind
Challenges at every turn
Sometimes I seek a quiet place to curl into myself and hide
But part of me begs
For more abuse
Your thoughts fascinate
Your feelings thrill
My mind’s bicycle pedals so quickly
Just trying to keep up with the words you toss
The looks you burn into my soul
You wear a smoldering halo
Too hot for me to touch
But hold it over me
Hold me down
Just a moment longer
Let me writhe in expectation
Of your next brilliant move
*****
The cold drills into my bones
And I watch smoke curl up and away
The perpetual dying
Leaves me empty
Searching for a more uplifting paradox
But all I can hear are the fans
Whirring white noise in my head
Silencing the screams
The white noise is more real
It prepares me well
To wait just a little longer
For my turn to dissipate
*****
The softest light
Beckons for me at the far side of this
Vastness
Which is my room
My world
Pulled by tiny, invisible strings
Drawn along an unseen road
Winding into what has not yet been
I am amused
And sometimes scared
Stay with me awhile
Press your forehead to mine
Curve your lips for me to mimic
Say something brilliant
Distracting
Chase away equivocal fate
Like a child’s bad dream
I will wake and be ready
But not just yet
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