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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Where Wolf


I took a knife to my face when I saw yours. 
All the black traced veins I pulled
from your throat as I bloated
my goaded ego and toted small death breaths
with me just in case you ran out of grenades. 
I pulled long pined treacheries and projected 
these wretcheries onto your beautiful gambit of flowers. 
I showered blood and gore from scores 
of incandescent descents into Hell's happy place. 
Your face graces my open throated grave
and you gave and give everything I need
but my decade bleed pleads for its fill
and my will breaks change and can't fit the bill. 
I need light to shine bright and forthright 
from these blighted fighting fists that persist 
in your demolition. 
I can't hold you tight at arms length
and my strength burns against me now. 
clench my grip and run with me through fields of gray 
and stay until our breaths can merge 
and conquer this brittle broken battlefield I've fed. 
Between you and me and Daddy we can defeat my giants. 
Though the pliant promises of yesterday again will not fill
my ever diminishing return
return with me to our happy days
now colored in forays of the scared body I bare
but let us care enough to stand, hand in hand in hand
and band together with glorious tether to hold my werewolf 
back again. 
I've bled you in your sleep and I weep black bile 
when I see my scars transposed onto your skin
and thin your blood for fear of what I've made you. 
Never constrained to beef my belief is what Daddy says, 
and He says we can survive. 
Please hold my gasps against me until we vent thee 
to new promises held in iron grips
that won't slip back into the deadly coma. 
Your aroma holds my hope
and a life long cope will take us into new
renewed bonds that I broke long ago. 
I didn't know. 
I didn't stop when I did. 
I didn't want but I did. 
Now I want you but I don't. 
I can't blame you if you won't. 
Just know
that every blow
bled me too. 
Let's lock forearms but not lips.
Let's hold away from sway hips
and bathe in waterfall graces
until we see my face is clean again;
until Daddy brings me home. 

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