David R.


Time Drips from A Dark Faucet


I know what you try to say
through clenched teeth and miffed tongue -
I've squeezed the juice from your words, tasted
the sour choices you made.

You swallow any chance of recovery from
the monster you play catch with.
An apple tossed back and forth,
the fruit of demons skimming your mouth
calling your lips a tragedy.

Devils referee your eyes,
as fire emanates the pupils
Awakening the evil lung, once put to sleep
on a pink bed with green yarn
to wrap around hell's neck -

There's a leak inside your heart
god hasn't fixed.

I hear the quiet sob in your laugh, as if
you are with angels. But we both know
the den you chose was occupied with beasts.

You'll catch the sun one day,
be it blackmail or trust, you will watch
the seeds of heaven grow,
and a multitude of open windows
will cauterize the shadows -

Submitted: Wednesday, July 09, 2014

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  • Natalie Evans (7/12/2014 1:31:00 AM)

    You are a terrific writer- such passion! I am anxious to see what you come up with next. Cheers love! (Report) Reply

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