aosora

United Arab Emirates

meet me there someday

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don't swallow gold. i have two tablespoons of sorrow.

the portraiture of grief

January 8, 2021

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21

     Nothing exits with a low thump
like the carcass of a fruitless year     The orchards
rot beyond reason     & the birds glean themselves clean
off the store shelves     
     It doesn't rain     not once     nothing like seventeen years ago
in the dark school bus     & the upperclassman
shaking herself dry     Umbrella crammed
in the aisle between drowsy seats     
blood & mud tracks speedtrucking towards the alphabet     
     Few have forgettable raw terror under their belts     & it shows itself
most innocently     like listening to a gunshot clang
into your stomach for the first time     what a lovely
breathless excrescence
     or excavating yet another abscess
in the graveyard to numbing consequences      The chalice
spills blood endlessly      & the soundtrack of never let me go
is just a flat doorbell     Who is knocking?     Who is dead?     
     Who is tracing myths on the necks of postmen?     There are no
answers, just louder alarms      setting monotonous
nightmares on fire     This city is built on the pavements of
slumped shoulders     their love so empty, so fretful     but the boys
still spit dreamstones into urban walls     into swimming pools     
     Everything glazes over like the eyes of deer
shot beside marble balconies     & the barrenness of it all
seems far too abrasive to matter     even when
the corpses come out to play or 
     the universe sings or
          the mouths collide


 


i did not have a poem in me for so long. i still don't. 

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4 Comments
  • ~wildflower~

    Your writing never fails to astound me in a million different ways.


    about 2 months ago
  • sunny.v

    pus baby,,,,submit this somewhere oml it's. everything. wow


    about 2 months ago
  • bunnybeige

    i think you might be my new favorite writer. this is fantastic.


    about 2 months ago
  • Zinniav

    Wow. I am in awe. This piece is incredible. Every word you wrote has so much life and so much death in it.


    2 months ago