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Matchfire in the keyof E minor

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Machinations of my twisted revelry
Blind to surface-bound particles
Me and my enemy,
found in each other's favor
Done in by a blade stroke
and a cold shoulder
Alcoholic anesthesia and
matchfire burn together
To re-wire the thoughts
and feelings of desire

Snowflakes falling and kettle screaming
burying the sun on the tip of my tongue
holds me from saying "my time has come"
Instead I’m building
a system for evasion
because it's not coping
if I don't get better

So I sidle lies and sidestep subtlety
Into ostentatious spaces with audacious faces
Façades
Where I am seen for my fraud
Where polarity is contrary
and strength is frailty

I watch her burn for him
And it burns me down
What once was tender is now tinder
A heart turned to dust
While fragments of dreams
play in the background
she’s getting married. I think I’m gonna be sick.
© 2005 - 2024 graft
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Straziante's avatar
Your symbols and figurative language are very much above the normal talent. I felt great empathy when I ready this. When you get your reader to take on your pain as his or her own, you have written something very well.

I'll definitely get to reading more of your work when I have time, which is unfortunately at a premium nowadays.