How sweet the pavement seemed today
I licked it as I walked.
Consumed the lemon light
It’s zesty beams resting lightly in my mouth.
I’m leaving you see..
And nothing makes the street seem sweeter
Than knowing that soon I will walk it no more
Those trudging,weighted steps of yesterday
Seem so far away.
A hop, skip and a lump in my throat
I will miss the smiling man on his bike
The old, shuffling lady with her bowled over gait
And most of all,
I will miss you.
The streets where you live.
Where your candy kisses coated my tongue
And your sherbert eyes still fizzle in my brain.
The sharp, piercing blade of your mouth
Shredded me to confetti
I was airborne. Torn.
Was it better to be scattered though?
Perhaps the pieces of me held together by comfortable glue
Were now going places.
Each tiny, fluttering scrap had eyes to see.
More vision than the old me.
And when this ache of being hacked up fades
All the tiny fragments will return to the fold
And I will be wiser, braver and bold.
You must be made of bitter stuff
How else are you able to sting so much ?
The very tongue I thought was made of honey
The fingers that stopped my rattles
Are spears, dipped in vinegar
And you pour it into my wounds
Like I’m a newspaper full of fries.
Lies. LIES. Lies.
You undermined everything with spiralling secrets.
And now I can’t see the sky for the trees
The love for the pleas
The never ending clockwork circle
I’m wound up.
Turning like a silly soldier
Into the fire but no little tin heart.
Just a puddle where I was once a thing
For you to play with then burn.
I brought you stardust.
I went all the way up to the heavens
And gathered it in the palm of my hands.
I fought my way back into your murky atmosphere
Just to get a nod. A pat on the head.
But instead of warm air I got a vacuum
Cold and harsh
You suck the life from me.
How can there be lust
Without a sprinkle of stardust?
I have a defense team , did you know that ?
Every lie you tell they add a brick.
Brick by invisible brick.
It’s quite clever you see.
But that’s the point ..you can’t.
They’re your legacy.
Soon your lips will pucker to reach mine
And Bam. Ouch.What’s that ?
How do you not recognise your own creation ?
You seem smaller to me today.
But I stand tall
Protected by this invisible wall.
I’m not special
I’m just a cushion for you to rest your head.
When I go..I’m dead,
Or as good as.
Oh lonely boy.
You always need to fill the gaps
You’re afraid of your own thoughts.
Sitting alone is not an option for you.
I know it.
I am the same.
But the difference with this soul
Is self control.
I fill the void with other things
Things that won’t hurt you if you find out.
So lonely boy , what’s it going to be ?
Rest for a while on my breast then move on to the next ?
Or are you finally ready to call me home ?
Deal with your demons, I can see them lurking in corners
They play with mine.
But memories are just smoke
And if you breathe out
You can blow them away.
You don’t belong on golden sands
Smiling into the sunset.
You have miles to go on rocky roads
On paths cemented with lies
Disheveled bits of all the hearts you chewed and then spat out
Do you really think the sun will set on your behaviour and rise on your command?
Do you really think you can burn the hand that holds your head on her lap
And ever go back ?
You don’t belong on beaches
In blue waters
With anyone’s daughters.
So stay on rougher ground
Be a hog and sink in mud
Because golden sands are made for the good.