coma.black

lies left lust to be our savior

even if we were too bruised to move

the do not disturb shifted the room

& we were left too numb.

if we can listen to the silence,

remind me soon that I’ve achieved

your simple bloodclot again in such short hours

we can echo ecstasy in time.

so tell me that life is still waiting

beyond the distant horizon of quiet;

in the blue room still smelling

of last week’s break-up

the music is still playing

while the record is skipping repeated beats,

I could’ve tried to catch it,

but the notes escaped me.

it was too cold to shift from the warmth you gave,

first affair was my new I-don’t-know-what-I-was-thinking,

forbid my young reminiscing of cigarette burns,

the timid dawn hates it.

keep my remembers forget-me-not azure,

and insure my separation of reality,

love has nothing to do with chemical ruins,

staining once again.

so tell me that you’re still waiting,

beyond your masquerade of silence;

in the bathroom still flooding

over from my latest suicide attempt

the clock is still ticking

hating my blank stares

I breath an utter to stop it

but the batteries ran out first.

but your warmth seems like it'll be enough for now.

author's note: so, what's up, really?