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Say it to me slow because I couldn’t understand
Why the fuck your words made a difference in my stance
On the apocalyptic nature of your flaming wreckage shown
Publicly lambasting me for what it is I’ve known
Slipped into the cracks of a fondest memory
That couldn’t escape the torrents of what you had to be
Silenced into intrusion and placated in my fears
I stood tall and you still reduced me to tears
I pushed and pulled at every way to figure out my path
Condolences couldn’t break apart
The bitter tart
Malevolence of that thing you call a heart
I bite my cheeks and grind my royal crown together
Sparking interest and sparking hatred
Embarking upon a journey you never wanted me to have
But the truth you could not realize
Is that I always get what I am to have
Bullet-proof is not my style
Ringing out hollow shots into the darkness
Where your maddening echoes whispered back their answers
Taunting a style of prose, of poetic destruction
Of never-ending intuition
Distracted
By
The
Last
Thoughts
You see me, you see my dirty secrets
You hate me because I am a mirror
I reflect your beauty
I reflect your pain
I reach into my depths to see you
I twist my soul into knots to know you
I bend my universe to believe in you
But that could never be enough
So I turn, I turn, I turned into a higher power
And gave the love I couldn’t have
Distraught and frustrated I destroyed myself
Fled and fell apart
Fell downstream
Into the means by which I could finally grasp
At the straws of your arguments
Desperation projected into your fears
To see
To feel
To let your hatred fuel my curious desires
To feel past the barriers that cannot stop
A love for your humanity
You took your choice, you took your life
Into your own hands
And a long hard grasp into the obvious
Couldn’t release a truth
Your truth, your reality
Your pleasantry that felt giddy and warm
And brought you the greatest harm
You accepted your fate, Sisyphus
Saw yourself beyond yourself
Finally
Acknowledging
A place of peace within torrential storms
The normalcy of your being turned inside out
Do not blame me, brother
Do not hate on me, brother
For I love on you, brother
I dote on your humanity
And I give of myself to thee
But the sacrifices come unwrapped
There are no bombs
No guns
No violence in my heart
No betrayal
No turning my back
No letting the slack of my past catch up to your humor
Stupors we watched each other
Mesmerized by the destruction we had
And the beauty we wished for
Your path went left, mine went diagonal-ways into the beyond
And when I turned you were gone
Having seen this coming all alone
The train-wreck in slow motion
Waving hands screaming out the helplessness
Foresight becomes hindsight
In hollowed echoes smoking towards an invisible heaven
Tendrils of thoughts slowly collapse
Trails of tears flow through our minds
A small, snaking river twisting its way throughout life
A fitting visual for how you got past my defenses
And tore my world apart
I thought I had my castle guarded
I thought I had my heart locked away
And you came along and taught me
That my truth was bullshit.
~Christopher Loflin
27 September 2011
