Monday, August 16, 2010

Tourniquet

Let the moon sink its stolen beams of silver
like spears into my heart
and bleed me till I’m forgotten

Let the wind ravage me with its rage
like a whorl of blades
and tear me to shreds

Let the long night seep into my veins
like black poison
and split me open with its dark density

Let the infinite sky descend on me
like a straitjacket
and crush me till my bones break

for
I cannot cannot cannot
stand to burn up
in your cruel silence

anymore.

[10:24 pm | 18th August, 2009]

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