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The Noose Oct 2014
On a night like this
The veil of a perfectly
Orchestrated illusion
Slides back
Leaving an absinthal aftertaste
Streaming in my blood
The unreality feels too bare
Something sinister
Occupies the chest.
The Noose Oct 2014
Poetry gushing out
From a severed artery
Everything is bleeding
Away from me.
random thoughts before bed.
The Noose Oct 2014
Engulfed by the deluge of magnetism
Senses torn to shambles by desire
My being cannot fathom
The unyielding sensation
Of weightlessness
It ravishes
This acidic intensity.
The Noose Oct 2014
A life non-linear with time
Head in hands
An avalanche of thoughts cascades over me
Cast adrift into no man's land
A wedge between reality and I

The fluidity of these words
Tumbling out of my mouth
Echoing
Forming a stain
A pattern in my psyche

Maybe one day
I will write of sorrow no more
When it seizes to exist
The Noose Oct 2014
The season scraped off repressed agony
Carried it on it’s back
And melted into October
The days ran away from me again

Among the ruins
Overlooking grim realities
My heart ached
For whatsoever it covets
But could not ascertain
Disarray
Faith bled
As eventide swept September away.
The Noose Oct 2014
Something in me won’t let me be
It rots in my viscera
The fusion of wretchedness
It persecutes
Seeking me in my safest haven

Re-birth of emotions
In bloom
Dismantling the foundations
Of a strong resolve
I no more possess

Night won’t let me sleep
Once more rebuffed by mirth
Deleted by the light
Hollering for design
In the confines of a cardboard box.
The Noose Sep 2014
Dispassionate heart
Summoning the chill
A skeleton of your former self
Domiciled within
These impediments

Panic prone
Arguing with fate

Weary of your blue
For how long will you
Linger in the shadows
incomplete.... just a rough draft really. Just felt the sudden urge to "put something out there"

12/10/2014
Update: A poem is never really complete there's always that "not quite" however, I have decided (thanks to fellow poets who commented) this one is complete as it is.
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