meteor


serrated teardrops drawing blood from submissive black eyes
slicing through rosy cheeks weathered by the merciless sunlight of some serene yesterday
escaping the marked reality which once seemed imperfect and flawless

a ruby mouth through which flows the divine wisdom of surrender
and the liquor of discourse
scourged lips laden with war paint and etched with the telltale chasms of battle

orange skin, slowly returning rays of light to the heavens
the albedo of which outshines the sun
the empirical disc around which the universe forever revolves

yellowed bones bracing for the impact of yet another meteor
sailing on graceful starlit wings, ablaze with the fervor of twilight
backlit by an ordinary moon, glowing out of habit rather than of beauty

emerald fists lovestruck with jealousy
launched from some ireful dungeon sunken far beneath the iris
of a serpentine eye, which shines back at the moonlight it holds hostage

a sapphire soul, hopeful for the next tomorrow’s remote opportunity for retribution
hopeful that such faith shall not once again be betrayed by destiny
like the incurable ailment hitherto known as the present, the gift of eternity

a lavender heart inked with the passion of murder
tamed by hatred and its companion, desire
beating the life out of itself, breathing and aching and vomiting its own vital sentiment, lost within

ivory rainbows, sordid with the colors of humanity, arched over a silhouette
which eclipses the years of future that lie before it
as it stands in vain above the enchanted earth, suffocating in the potent vapors
of fate’s dearth of equity




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