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Fragmented

August 8th, 2016

false ceilings, water dripping
somewhere it’s raining and somewhere a star is collapsing into a black hole
my own skin feels foreign
beneath my young face I’m too old for this
it feels like silent implosions and bitter coffee at 4:00 am
I crave rosewater and pomegranates
white noise blurred with dreadful emptiness; and sometimes this is all nights really are
jaded poetry echoing through time
a dusked wish, an empty stare, a knot in my stomach
why am I still locked up?
did you use to pray?
silence, numbness, exhaustion
ghostlike lights through broken window-glass
503 error: (it’s all too much)
bullets through yearned for dreams
exhaling finalities that tremble at my fingertips
<no-more>innocence</no-more>
time and sleep don’t heal
don’t name stars that are long gone after me
abandoned lighthouses on corroded shores
I don’t want anchors, let me leave
everything is borrowed but the poetry in my veins, do let me sing
you are a stranger, still – but I knew it all along (I hide the tears)
my words are untamed, intrepid, snowdrops blooming when everything else dares not
I can always lie when I see you and I will always love you
dream-ash falling into the crevices of an ecliptic sky
my flight is delayed again
I love you, but you will never know
(I made a wish, threw the ashes in the sea and let the tide erase my footprints)
I love you, but you will never know