Death Star

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And when I left

I was pinned to the stars I once looked at

Hooked to the constellations

Swinging from the moon.

I became the swirling universe

But I felt nothing but peace.

Release.

There were no more ‘shoulds’

No more regrets.

I wasn’t missing out, you see?

I am everywhere and everything.

I am in you and with you and always will.

How can I be sad I’m gone ?

I know you are.

You look for me in the star.

The one we named together.

But don’t crane your neck to see me

As I craned mine to see those before.

For I am more.

More than just heavens.

More than hell.

I am all.

And I am well.

(c) Slumpless

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Funereal

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No one came  to my  funeral.

No sobs . No cries.

I was most surprised.

Had they even noticed I was gone?

Had they forgotten to put an ad in the paper?

Had they forgotten to update ‘RIP.ie’?

I’m dead. I’m dead. I know.

So what does it matter?

But it does you see ?

It’s a soul’s job to listen to hear about its life.

‘Loving mother and wife.’

Or something like that.

But there is only silence.

And only  the wind howls.

Where are you my child ?

You suckled at my breast.

I built you a nest.

You took shelter under my wing once.

When did you take flight for good?

Was my approval so important to you?

I suppose it must have been.

And what about you my ex.

Are you still vexed?

We ended things amicably.

Didn’t we?

Clearly not. You’re away while I rot.

What about you friends?

Is this really the end?

I know I forgot to call you back

I know I missed the odd wedding or two

And funeral.

Oh dear. Oh dear.

All the little things I didn’t do.

And now all I see is an empty pew.

(c) Slumpless

 

 

 

VamPyre

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As you dwindled on the pyre

Sparks flew higher and higher.

Then one brave spark came to me

I watched it flicker, it was all I could see.

Through my stomach it burnt its way

And I was filled with you and what you could do

The magic spark that your life was made of

Was the making of mine now.

I knew I had power.

You had bitten me in death

With your smokey breath

While your embers  are still burning

I am already turning.

Fyre. Desyre.

 Vampyre.

(c) Slumpless

 

Livewire

‘Oh you’re a wiry one’

She would say this without malice but the words hurt all the same.

Did she mean sharp? I have a sharp tongue I’m told and it slices strips off you.

Maybe she meant that I could never sit still

That there was a tremor in my blood

Electricity always running through my core

Well I tell you, I’m electric no more.

‘Is there a pulse?’ I hear this in the distance but all I see is her face and slow thud of my heart fading.

‘ A wiry one’. I smile inside.

I’ll ask her what she meant.

(C) Slumpless 

Funeral

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‘He was in love with you.. did you know that?’

It’s too late now. Too late.

What can I do ?

Look back at all the gazes

All those confusing moments

I thought I had imagined them all

That I had been the only one to fall.

‘no one knew it except me. He was afraid .. you see?’

He was afraid and so was I

It’s too late now to even cry.

I am silent now as they put you in the ground.

Nothing but my heart making a sound.

It’s beating right out of chest

As your lovely body is laid to rest.

Now all I can think about is that day

When you were supposed to meet me

But you didn’t.

And I never called you again.

(c)Slumpless

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I fought a good fight

But tonight I need to rest

Lay my head against your chest.

I need to stop for  a while

Caus I won’t be any good

Without that gentle

Thud.Thud. Thud.

I can fight again tomorrow

I will get up again and start

But for now, just for now

I need your precious heart.

(c) Slumpless