Nothing Divine Here
Precisely and efficiently
I shift my path towards you
Silence
I hear its voice...breaking...
softening up for death
I just can’t face
its kiss--soundless
Is this what you’ve been wanting me to say?
Tonight I tell myself it’s ok if
our love is white, hollow and terrified
After all, look what it has dealt with
Oh heart, lock in some power--
but in a way that’s innocent
like a skeleton found in an icebox
For me, sacrifice
For me, nothing
For me, false starts
If you let me, I’ll pull
my heart out, all tainted with blood:
This is life--
before death strikes me, I’ll touch
your face, breathe and ask if love is worth it
Tell me how you survived
The grief I feel is forgotten
I remember now what to do:
take back my heart and
just settle, pass into
an understanding flesh can’t remove
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