Post by Sparks on Apr 17, 2005 8:55:01 GMT -8
A devil woke me from my rest; his heart hung limp outside his chest
His eyes were December like I remember and
His suit jacket: his best.
His words connected with my mouth before he even let them out
He said “This is where you want to be”<br>He wanted me to shout.
The bloody space between his fingertips as they traced above my skin
Dotted lines and garbled rhymes
And sequence setting in.
His lips as red as retinas, he was destroying what I made
My future: Brain dead, Blemished
I said he stole—he said I gave.
He could sense my powerless submission, admission to his decision
He said “The nighttime hides deceit.
Its coming is its mission.”<br>And so with that a virgin splurge, gorge, my devil, he indulged
I whispered in his empty ears
That we were going straight to hell.
His eyes were December like I remember and
His suit jacket: his best.
His words connected with my mouth before he even let them out
He said “This is where you want to be”<br>He wanted me to shout.
The bloody space between his fingertips as they traced above my skin
Dotted lines and garbled rhymes
And sequence setting in.
His lips as red as retinas, he was destroying what I made
My future: Brain dead, Blemished
I said he stole—he said I gave.
He could sense my powerless submission, admission to his decision
He said “The nighttime hides deceit.
Its coming is its mission.”<br>And so with that a virgin splurge, gorge, my devil, he indulged
I whispered in his empty ears
That we were going straight to hell.
go read "Where are you going, where have you been" or any other of her amazing short stories... i think ull appreciate the reading a lot..