DM (8/3/91 / Van Nuys, California)

Memoirs Of The Insignificant

Painted on like a diagram
Of failures
The flames lick the pages
Worry the heart and
I’m falling back
Into another frame of mind
Five, count them five
We’ll leave them behind
Put on the black coat
Blend with the shadows
Drowning in this rain
Reality: all alone

Far in the back part
Of my beaten mind
I see the pieces
Of what I’ll never find
Never find here…

Candle wax dripping on a stone
Cold floor
The light casting shadows
Forget the sun and
I’m falling back
Into another frame of time
Never climb high
We fell long ago
Hide under the scars
Lost in the dark sky
Poison lightening strikes
Reality: no love

Far in the back part
Of my beaten mind
I see the pieces
Of what I’ll never find
Never find here…

How can you
Stand there
Watching
Watching death take place
See the scars
On our hearts
They’ve been there
For ages
Love me
Love me
Love me
There are no
Bittersweet tears

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Comments (1)

A very well crafted piece, Dawn.Tight, mellifluous structure, makes for a clean, easy read.Darting elocution employs apropos impact...Stellar imagework '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''{F j R}