Author: tolerate PM
Some nights I breathe in sleeplessness.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 101 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-26-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3086128
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You are smudged edges, you are radioactive ghosts,
and my tie is the rope that you pull for-or—ward.
I am in the circles of asphyxiation, I am loud, pounding
pangs of silence. Open-mouthed screams hold no appreciation
for rhythm, so I scream myself dry for an appeal
to the falling.
Your haunting cloud-eyes are oil creases
into the seeing glass, and the mud from your feet
still stains the floors I walk. I hear sighs from the walls
like I always do; some nights are best for conversations
conversing in sighs.
Some nights I breathe in sleeplessness.