Pinch by pinch

“This too shall pass”
That’s what they say.
But they haven’t felt one of my minutes
Lived in my skin.
What time is it ? Nearly there ?
My life is crawling, sprawling.
Every half breath takes longer than your sighs.
I can’t see the light.
Not when my immersion is absolute.
Sublime darkness some might say…
Not me.
Squid ink in my pores.
I’m suffocating but not because of silence.
Every word you ever uttered is pinned to my every inch.
Pinch. Pinch. Pinch.
I’m edging my way forwards but it hurts like hell.
I’ll never do this again.
I can’t.
(C) Slumpless

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Whino

I poured the last shred of myself into getting you back

Dredged the pit and found the last scrap of pride

Withered but worthy of words

Silence. Silence. Silence.

Now I feel absurd.

And I have to question this need for your presence.

This scramble to make you see.

Because when I have you it is not joy in my heart

But fear.

I am always waiting for you to cast your shadow on my face

For you to spit me out without swallowing.

A connoisseur of vintage whines.

Love me. Love me. Love me.

Ughhh I hate myself more than you could.

Better maybe to stay shut up.

Shut me out.

I think I would.

(C)Slumpless

PicASSo

I explained you into something else

How else could I understand you ?

I made excuses for your strange ways

And let the nuances I didn’t understand become mysteries, worthy of my love.

At the end however I realized that you are not an art piece to be deciphered

And that color on a wall does not a picture make.

Your silences are not opportunities for me to read your mind

But chances for blissful peace

So goodbye sunshine. Goodbye rain.

I thought you were a Picasso but you were nothing but a stain.

(C) Slumpless

Stop

Stop. I need to stop.

When my heart steals away in the night

Time travelling back to your hands in my hair

Stop.

I need to quench this thirst for memories

I am laden down with heavy baskets full of the past.

How can I move when every finger is weighed down?

I trudge through the days without you.

And I think I must have seen myself back then when you held me in the night.

I’m pretty sure it was me , sitting in corner looking sad.

Stop.

But how do I do it ?

Learn, when all I do is yearn ?

Smile without wincing?

Is there a potion made to numb ?

Now I understand gin.

You win.

I’m glass and always was and you’re the stone that landed in this vessel.

Tomorrow is another day..

Without you.

(C) Slumpless

I Do Believe in Fairies

Do you believe in Fairies ?

Don’t laugh just think.

Do you believe in stories with no proof?

Stories to make you feel better. Stories to shut you up.

You might as well.

I always thought that if I loved hard enough magic would happen.

That you would return the favor.

Oh Disney and Hollywood

All those stories that make you feel good.

I grew up on those, made wishes to the skies

But I may have found out about Santa

But not the rest of those lies.

(C) Slumpless

Parasite love

You spoke to the raw, ticking part of me.

The viscous blood that pools in this turbine head

You saw the graves I dig for myself

And you helped me shovel down

The rain in sheets upon our ravaged backs

As we fought the granite masses of the soil.

Toiling. Soiling. Spoiling.

You and I are boiling oil.

We spill over vestments and scorch the eyes that watch.

I cling to your immortal hold on me

Parasite love. Burrow in deep.

I go on forever.

(C) Slumpless

Cheap Cheap

You break the heart of me my love

Cut the soul right out of its skin.

Over. Over.And over

I let you do it it.

This pulsing part on a plate

Sloshed about like a cheap stew

Made cheaper by me.

While I yearn for your expensive smile

The one that only comes out at night.

Me ? My teeth are always on display

Night. Day. I just give it away

As if it means nothing.

Talk is cheap but so is a smile.

And mine is free.

(C) Slumpless