aviisevil

aviisevil Feb 27

For I want to be
kissed by the sun

not the candlelight

There isn’t room
at this table
for the both of us

I want to sleep
deep in the forest

close my eyes
and not be alone

A bed for two
only lasts the night

I want to take my heart
hold it in my arms

and not give it back
this time

To laugh and sing
and dance

to let them know
it’s just a silly little life

but it’s mine

#life

aviisevil Feb 26

In the bones of the planet

In the bones of
the planet

blooms an
orchid of silver
moonlight

perhaps in
rebellion

against the grimy clouds
that pour heaven

into tiny
porcelain cups

so easy to
break

and yet, there
it grows—

the
moonchild

risen against
the dark

there's something about rebellion, resilience and the fight against what is heavy, and wrong, and dark and burdening, that somehow, the mundane and ordinary can give birth to something extraordinary, something that defines what it means to be here.

#life

aviisevil Feb 14

will you keep being my home?

I've seen you become
and then change,

and then again,
come back to me

through the same
doors.

As I have come
back to yours.

You were the sky,
the warm floors,

endless days
of summer—

the ones I spent
nestling inside
your arms.

And the way the
city looked when I
stood,

resting in your
calm.

My favorite place
in the world—

I keep telling
everybody

how you were my
special place,

how the world
felt when I looked
over your shoulder.

Where else will I ever
taste the winds of August
caressing my hair?

The many stars that
watched me grow into
an autumn of my own,

or the thousand times
I smiled, laughed,
and cried.

How will anything
ever be the same
without you?

Will you keep being
my home?

When I pass you
by,

will you keep being
my home?

After the tears
have dried,

will you keep being
my home?

After our final
goodbyes,

will you keep being
my home?

Will you keep being
my home?

#home

aviisevil Feb 11

the good love

I love your love—
cruel, twisted, and dark

With my flesh
my bones
my heart

I loved your love
until it tore me apart

And yet
I love you still—
for all the grief

the darkness
the dead planets
the broken promises
the fading stars

It's better than
not loving anyone
ever again

I love your love
when you smile in the dark

I love your love
like a ghost loves the past

I love your love
even when nothing is
supposed to last.

#love

aviisevil Feb 5

the sorrowed man

I see the sorrows
of the young boy

He is eight
and already in mourning

Every morning
he wakes up to a fate
older than time

knowing the world
isn’t meant for the likes of him

For a fleeting moment
it all starts making sense—

but then he turns around
and smiles at the crowd

says the few words
he practiced last night

He's so good at
not being himself

And the further he runs
from his flesh and bone

the quicker time
passes by

Now he's thirty
and he's still running—

writing down meaningless
poetry and fiction

filling his lungs
with cigarette smoke

drowning his dreams
in cheap whiskey

accepting the loneliness
that comes from within

Cometh the pouring
of another glass

I see the sorrows
of the old man

but now
it’s too late

#life

aviisevil Jan 24

how many of me for how much of you?

Lovers painted in
the moonlight

curtains drawn
into slumber

Promises and wishes
must find another's bed

The weak heart
has surrendered

its sorrows gathered
in the depths of your arms

Sharp secrets of
the bygone days

must search for
a different home

The walls of this house
are painted in mist

the ceiling pours
a silent storm

Every breath becomes
a cascading sad song

lingering in
hollow despair

Only a skeleton
remains

awaiting a final
word

#love

aviisevil Dec 2024

Apocalypse

Let the blade
run its course.

Let the fools
be devoured.

Let the unkind
shriek in despair.

For too long,
the world has been ruled
by belongings.

Let the threads
unweave,
and the night
crash into the days.

Everyone for themselves—
that is what’s on offer.

Lest we survive.

#life