Fame (You won’t live forever)

You won’t live forever.
No one is made for all those eyes
Boring into the soul of you
So that all you are is a fragment
Of what you once were.

You can only go downhill
Compete with the old you.

The face at least.

Because they won’t see your growth
Just the lines etched on your skin
And your desperate attempts to plump them out.

Make yourself stay in the light.

For who are you really when the screen is off?
When no one is looking?
Soon they won’t care and you will have to answer that question.
All on your own.
Have you grown?
Or are you just over the hill?
(C) Slumpless

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Black whole gone

It will eat you up
Hole
It will swallow you up
Hole
Careful now because you will appear the same
But inside you will be gone.

You.
The old you.
The light you. The bright you.

You keep skirting the edges and you will get sucked in.
Again.
But this time the worm will be gone
And you will be suspended
Up ended.
The end.
(C) Slumpless

Plastered

I will not let these four walls rule me
So that a speck of dust becomes the fulcrum around which my lonely life pivots.
I will not shine this prison until it gleams
Because then only stains will come.

I will keep gazing out the window
Hoping that it’s not the end for me.
That there must be more than never-ending folding
Relentless scolding.
I refuse to gape a wide toothy grin when you come in,
Hint at perfection to distract from cracks that appear in corners.

I will be blemished and brave

So take me as I am.
Just take me.
Out of here. Out of fear.
These walls are made of sturdy bricks
And I am already plastered.

(C) Slumpless

The Cure

When I find myself in the midst of groggy strife.
When I can’t even see the sky for the black
I listen. I listen.
To the thumping drum ,the melodic hum.
It resonates with my soul
Takes the dust from my eyes
Lets me see heaven.
So when I feel choked with life’s regrets and woes
When all I see is darkness.
The cure. The fix.The trick.
Is music, music,music.

(C) Slumpless

A word please

There’s a word but I cannot find it

For the things you do to me.

For the weaving, heaving breaths that you bestow

It’s on the tip of my tongue

Just like you.

A lick, a flick away.

There’s a word that I search for to understand

To make tangible even with only my mouth.

I’m sure if I try to utter it

It will fumble and tumble, rise and fall

Just like you. Just like me.

There’s a word made of a million kisses and slaps to the face

Of cracks to the heart

Then soothing embrace

There’s a word for you and me, for us.

There’s a word. There is.

But I cannot find it.

(C) Slumpless

Wish

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I longed for you through inky night and harsh sunlight

I called on the stars to help me.

I summoned the winds to bring you near.

My every thought was spattered with you

Scattered by you.

Your effervescent tongue had awakened every nerve.

I felt flooded by your spirit

Engulfed by your soul.

And then it stopped.

I stopped.

And you called.

(c) Slumpless