I. Introduction (Vaguely Desert-like)
Softer times come in the strangest form
Spun webs of you and them
Candied desires dehydrated by the scorching Sun’s demeanor.
It's something like living all seasons
In a single day.
II. This is Called (The Set-up)
Prayers cradled out into the mist
Into the dark, the cold. Your cliche
Remembrances of nights long lived.
III. Justification (Reincarnation)
In another life
Perhaps you were rain, like torrents
like wildfire, sea and air
Taking as you wanted,
unwarranted.
In what life was this ever fair?
IV. Interlude (Mad Honey)
Don't call me at midnight, not even
Before dinner. It's unacceptable.
Don't talk with me in the honey of your voice
Only to have it filled with rhododendrons.
V. The Weary Ballad of Rose Quartz
Stones, protect me. I've gotten this far on my own.
I just need a moment of respite.
In your lattices I'll rest tonight.
VI. Phonetics (The Exaggeration)
Of all the things that could happen,
I had the priviledge to know your name.
Who knew the simple sounds of
A few letters could bring about rise and ruin.
VII. Hunger/Scar
I ramble, lost in projections
With a raw need for some closure.
Many Lifetimes ago, new cells,
New heart, tissues hardened to white.
VIII. Mantra no.1
I don't need this. I don't need this.
I don't need this.
Wouldn't you agree?
IX. Diver's Treatise
Still waters run the deepest
But hardly do we have the lung
Capacity to find out why we
drown.
X. This was meant to rhyme, I think.
Oh, but dont get me wrong
there's nothing like the ocean salt
and nothing like the sand,
oh deepest of blues
come take me.
Because For you I am, I am.
XI. Mantra no.2
Forget me, forget me
Forget me.
I never had to tell you twice.
XII. Thanks
The strangest ways are usually the softest.
I Hope everything's well.
jbbartram-illu
stormborns
andulkaphoto
tangentwithtanner
