the silence between the seconds


two parts
10.07.09, 9:35 pm
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[ she ]            Remembers syllables once flow’d from

somewhere inner…

less inner thigh

more like…Deeper

meaning.

 

Scratchy throat can’t confess,

Without coughing conundrums. It’s easy

To blame sand storms,

But lesson unlearned’s

The one

That caught

a tongue.

 

Fingers rest from weaving

softly waving

Rhythmic blankets of

Words.

 

 

 

[ She ] Had to catch her breath for a minute.

            ‘twas stolen by a dashing prince,

            piercing eyes and a steady hand.

            She had to catch her breath because he stole it;

            He gave her his heart in its stead.

            The End..



daily dose
09.07.09, 10:32 pm
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“That’s too bad,” she thinks az the rudeness walks away.

 

She returned the stare with

Heavy lids,

Long was the day.

 

With twisted cheeks she smiles on cue

To thank you

And bid you Good Day.

 

Be glad she didn’t pour your

Sour attitude

Into your

Personalized Cup

Of

Coffee.



deserted
08.22.09, 7:30 pm
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Sometimes relief

Comes slow

Or not at all

And those are long

Thirsty

Days.

 

Looking at the mirage

Of hope.

 

So

goes

hours

Of dragging

Through sand,

Time lapses

Slower

Than

Starts                        that

Don’t go.



shadow puppets
08.19.09, 6:51 pm
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Attempting to preserve a glimmer of joy,

Youthful innocence’s blessed to succumb to wizened depths – 

            Days spent watching

            Change.

We play in the shadows

Until we outgrow them.

 

Caught growing in menacing strings

Feeling for wall

Stretched tall, up against shadows

Toeing sunlight

Fighting against the inevitable tomorrow.

 

 

 

 

Don’t give up hope.

It’s all part of the game.



Hello?
08.11.09, 8:17 pm
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She picked up the phone and heard her conscience gasp

At the chance of her listening to what’s wrong.



float on
08.09.09, 8:55 pm
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I got a good view of the warning signs,

Those flash flood signals that tell of times when preservation’s thrown against jagged rock’s end.

I see what’s coming like

Raging rapids white with flustering rage.

This waterz not gonna bathe

Me clean.

 

It’s gonna bring pain Life springs onto

Eroded defenses.

 

At least this time

I can see it coming.

 

I can’t decide if I should

Fight to keep standing

            (Even if for moments),

If that means I’ll be taken over by stronger currents of

Passion.

 

Or if I should

Take the fall

Gracefully.

Surrender to

The gravity

Of my condition.

 

 

Doesn’t matter though.

 

Either way I’m gonna end up face up with my prayers finding a better day.

With water in my lungs

And broken glass on my tongue

I will

Float

On.



sorting
08.08.09, 9:11 pm
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Somebody told me once,

about a girl who faded away.

 

Sorting through hr box of knives,

Sharpened by daylight.

Dusty with dark corners’ secrets;

 

She likes jagged edge against hr soft underside.

 

Tempted to run along the sharp side;

cut skin with thin lines of fine

steel.

 

 

 

It feels good

To do what she shouldn’t.

It feels good

To give in to temptation.

 

 

 

She sees something dark in hr reflection

Upon the blades –  

                  There they are lined up pointing back at hr,

                  Begging for some flesh.



tempted [ don't break my heart ]
07.30.09, 7:14 pm
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It’s the simplicity.

 

Digging into a smooth surface

To find time for

Hr.

 

Shz still there, she iz.

You just gotta carve a little to find hr.

 

Run past the skin

With a thin

Blade.

She will

Beautifully appear.

With bloodsoaked sorrows,

She’ll be there.

 

You must simply cut through

The defenses

To see her.



yup.
07.29.09, 6:46 pm
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It’s a sweet sense of satisfaction when I can breathe

easy

And still be

Holding your hand.



peace [ outro ]
07.28.09, 1:26 am
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sleepless.

 

Shadows shrink into another day.

The possibility of light,

That first ray of tomorrow.

I catch it on the daily.

 

Eyes aching

Joints breaking.

Every waking breath is just another direction the pain can grow.

 

There’s a world of chaos inside this temple.

I tried to be gentle with Life

But pride got in the way.

 

I’m ready to let go and confess

If only someone could give me peace,

A moment of rest.

 

I’ll give you guilt,

Just give me quiet.

Absolution, please!