The Pouring of Me

My Life, My Art, to You.

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Crucify

I lay here

With this twisted obsession

A phantom in your name

A falsehood that I kiss closely at night

Even when your lips

This air that tricks

And taunts me with your taste…

Smother me to sleep

Convincing me that you are really there

 I lay here

Wishing to give you all you have ever wanted

Why bother tearing down the sky?

When the universe seems to suit you more

And your bottomless pockets

Just what can I do

To crack that porcelain face?

So frozen in the wake of your fear

That you are not good enough for anything

Or anyone

 I lay here

Feeling like a fucking fool

All too close to the sun

But relishing the burns

The sweet sensation

Of denial

As you bathe me in your blood

And rejection

But leaving me with just enough air

To survive another day

 I lay here

Writing these words

Because words are all I have left

When you refuse to see

The soundness and sincerity

Of this silly, broken little heart

As you place the crown upon my head

Crucifying me once more

All in the name of the love

That you will never, ever give to me

 2016 Vincent Cuccolo

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The Joker

I play the strings Of my heart That I wear on this sleeve For anyone who is willing to listen To the soundtrack of my regrets

Laying these stones To a righteous path On a ground made of quicksand The lessons I have learned Eaten alive by my indifference And bled-out willingness to change myself And break free from this rusted skin

Horizons of hope Nothing but a chalk manifestation Gone by a simple breath Of the prideful air I hold in these lungs This overbearing ego Will be the fucking death of me

I keep feeling smaller and smaller A speck within a speck Losing my shit Inside But with a school-boy-grin On the outside So “happy”, so “tame” Deceiving each and every one of you Bearing the mark in my blood-shot eyes A walking joker card Feeling the weight of the disgust I hold for myself Wearing the dunce cap proudly Somebody please save me From myself Before it is all too late

2016 Vincent Cuccolo

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It hurts when you care about someone so much, see so much value in that person, so much worth, so much to look up to and cherish, yet, the individual fails to see any of those qualities in there self...it just makes you want to reach out, break the so-called "boundaries", and just help validate that individual and give exactly what he or she deserves: unconditional love.

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You vanquish the fears The clawed hands that burst from my chest And stifle my will to love Muting my heart’s desires You drag me down To the knit and grit of it all Forcing me to face love Head on Until all I taste Is the sweet and distinct tang Of your lips That are enough to resuscitate me Faster than the speed of light

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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Defiance

A repertoire of pain Hides behind this heart The gilded coating I present To society Is starting to crumble And your face is the catalyst That awakens the sin Dying to bloom its black petals Until all I have left to give Is a fucked up bouquet Of my heart’s portrayal

Who were you To alter my being? And twist my soul As you saw fit With your profaned hands The very same hands that shook So securely with the devil The day you bargained this love All because you were just too afraid to love Yourself…

The past is past I close the portal Of your manipulations Charming me like a snake Towards your arms that swallow me Whole The sheep that you made me With one smirk From your wolfish grin

I slam the door of relapse Closed Until the hinges break Until all you hear Is the splintering sound Of wood and rejection Piercing your mind Into a continuous projection Of my defiance

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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The Rise and The Fall

Brick walls tower over me

When these eyes unveil themselves

The sun forever denied access

Its hands desperately outstretched

Calling me home

The light of better choices

The warmth of careful decision

Long forgotten

From my ice-cold skin

Frigid

Fragile

And broken

 A boy inside a man

Always on the carousel of regret

That my demons provide for me

Their irregular, twisted

Sideways smiles drilling into me

Pinning my better judgement cold to the ground

Waving temptation in my face

Like a soft feather

Caressing

Barely making contact

But enough to make me collapse

Into myself

Burying me alive

Becoming a self-disgraced tomb

My fingernails bleeding

Carving ‘Nameless’

Into the sweet, prisoning stone

 Rebirthing

Countless of times

These ashes have become stale

My wings, renounced

Left to feel the steps

Of my pitiful existence

My bent humanity

Swallowed by this monstrosity

I call my pride

 ‘I love you’

He whispers

Because he means it

With everything that’s left

From his refugee soul

Running from himself…

‘I need you’

He pleads

Because he knows it

With every fiber now anorexic

From his being

‘Don’t give up on me’

He begs

Because the tears drop like anvils

To the ground

Because this is madness

The rise and the fall

The right from the wrong

This is love

And it’s all for you

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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Dreamcatcher

Let me be the one To lay your ghosts to rest To keep your fears entombed And at peace So that your nightmares Reconcile with themselves And succumb to the celestial hand Of your dreams Enfolding And bright

Let me be the one To awaken your dormant love With just one kiss Barely touching A graze that will leave a mark And withstand the test of time Until its hands lift up, surrendering And the pendulum sags to the floor Defeated

Let me be the one To smother you with the little things And say I love you a little too much Until my tongue becomes numb Dying to fall off And my lips cannot stand themselves To caress your hair Until I become a bit too familiar with your touch And you are all my senses take greedily And breathe in Addicted And helpless

Let me be the one To play the sweet song of your name Over and over Until it becomes a platinum hit On the depths of my soul Making my veins dance To your melodic torture And my bones want to free themselves From my waiting skin That was long listening out For your infallible love Freeing me from myself

Let me be the one For you to fear To stand motionless In the wake of my fire Consuming you In all you have ever wanted And could not reach Even while your hands pleaded And begged For a second chance

Let me be the one To ward you from it all A ready and willing soldier The dreamcatcher on your heart

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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The Execution

Tripwires reside on our hearts

A minefield of broken promises

Ready to burst

Coating this love

Coagulating our souls

The apologies we smear and write in blood

And narrate time and time again

Until the clock cries out

Unable to bear no more

 We have become imposters

To ourselves

Dancing in the deceit

That somehow

Behind these sewed on smiles

A fire thrives…

A spark in denial with itself

Hoping to alight a past

Long seduced by the dark

 Once sweet lips

Transformed to grotesque flytraps

Devouring each other sickly

Hungry for our own demise

And damnation

Holding the ticket to hell

Readily and willing

Craving the flames of renouncement

To burn us into sweet nothingness

 I embrace the end

Eagerly, vulgarly

Until the noose snugs itself

Soundly upon my neck

Its fibers grinning, burrowing into my skin

Tokening my executioner

With this disfigured heart

Closing my eyes

Seeing you

As you pull the lever

Releasing me…

Setting me free at last

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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Cadence

The cadence calls The delicious drip-drop of risk Subtly embedding itself... Making a niche Quietly inside My righteous heart

A jet-black seed That grows Turning these veins into Thorns That are readily prepared To eclipse and cripple These angels Resting on my shoulder Stifling my sound conscious

Broken walls tally The times I’ve leapt From your heart Freefalling Into addiction Where right & wrong Fuck under the blackest moon And a falling sky Conceiving this monstrosity I call myself

The stakes are always at its highest When everything is said and done Our voices raw, bleeding From the words that rerun themselves Without even trying Where only then do I see Your tears that cannonball to the floor Caving this love

The cadence calls The slicing-sin that I love That I fucking hate Inking itself Into every crack Of my broken skin…

2015 Vincent Cuccolo

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First poem of 2015, titled "Red", describing lovers from afar. Please enjoy! The formatting was done by the person who inspired me to write this; I love him dearly. This reads from left-to-right. 

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Still-Life

Still-Life

  Thoughts echo

And entwine

Like thorns

A rosebush

Of longing

Painful

Torturous

But this tongue

Would drip deception

If he didn’t admit

The masochistic rush

That he gorges willingly

Licking the plate of your memory

Clean

  Regret is a stone-hard pill

Creating gashes down my throat

As I attempt to swallow your goodbye

And my choice to let you go

My stomach caving in

Crumbing to wailing bits

  I watch you paint a new life

With the colors of another love

Your strokes intricate

Determined

As I lay as a mere pile of drafts

And sketches that couldn’t be completed

The charcoal frustration you’ve scribbled…

Because of me

And my unwillingness

To give you the soundest projection

Of my heart

A still-life of pins & needles

Ashes & dust…

  2014 Vincent Cuccolo

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Exhume

Your arms still clutch onto this heart  You've left your bed unmade  Inside my soul  As I feel your footprints  Move within these veins Until you make yourself comfortable Inside my mind  Holding the keys to my very being  Memories awaken like land mines  Sudden Lethal Consuming  And I'm not sure where to step  Because I'm stripped of my armor  With every thought  And every glance the other way These bones radiate reason  Bleed common sense  That I should be done with this  But your face is buried  Within the folds of my skin  And I'm all too eager to dig it up  Exhume the corpse of our love As if it would make any difference  It's unjust This hold that you have on me But it's also unjust  To not have your touch at all And though the nights  Take advantage of me  And hold open my eyes  I rest easy knowing  That once upon a time  You did love me 2014 Vincent Cuccolo

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Disarrays

Selflessness is a muted destruction

That thrives in my crackling chest

When you push me away from your crying arms

  Harboring a mansion of guilt

With beds unmade

And rooms unclean

The disarrays of your past

Pleading for restoration

And renewal

  Come to me

As you are

When the falling skies are big and red

Bleeding the pains of life

Hear the melodies of my regard

And love for you

  Take it all out on me

It’s alright

Leave a thousand marks if you have to

Take me under

Push me down

Because I’d push you harder

Only to fall right on top of you

Anything to kiss the silk lining of your lips

And every single piece of worth that you are

  2014 Vincent Cuccolo