shorn

And now you must tear it
tear everything you own
fragments of first memory
to last regret you shown
just a couple thought pincers
to raze everything to its bone
blindly chewing and gnawing
your last virtual groan
spitting into ashen dust
all the love you'd known
torn to shreds of obscurity
like splicing a rice paper cone
blown to pulverised nothing
last time you owned a moan

skin teeth

I've donned a face that says it's fine
lift up a talon though
scrape some skin lose
and you'd find what really lurks
under this smooth verdigris
festering hurt, wounds that won't heal
scabbing scar tissue
that I scratch with memories
to remind me of my naivety
at a ripe age of intelligence
when the world lay at my feet
and I got smitten
into being a fool
falling so hard
my vacuous soul
burgeoning with vanity
screaming a deathly grunt
proclaiming my winnings
through life, threatening all that challenged me
don't you know, who I am
never at the losing end
but love had a death mask
It fashioned out of my soul
set it afire delicious
burning to primrose death
in passionate gardens of eden
readying to step a foot
on diamond studded stairs of heart path
brushing away each oath
that littered my way
and a hurdle struck.
running in a mirage
until legs were entwined
in poisonous vines
placid lakes of putrid stench
diamonds scattered to shards of ice
leaving glassy lacerations in its wake
muddy footprints of bloodied wishes
gouged out of a draining heart
helplessly into a swamp
I still walked
for it promised warmth
and I learnt lo love