Cracked beg shell melt
Shallow meat rots unkindly in a wooden box
The change is coming as the glimmer rots and shakes and trembles like forsaken trees
Bared and naked with scabby knees
Forever is what never became
Together forever and I’m still to blame
More light for the wicked we have nothing to say
Flicker and tickle the breathless day
I can be hope and I can be peace
I can be righteous and abstract to please
Aged and frantic like a euthanized prayer
Hold on to fear because panic is pain
Pain like a language a visceral dream
A shortcut through us and all that’s in between
First words are power but staying alive
Finding true power no matter how we survive
185 Views