It’s a parade of defeats!
“I welcome you to this.”
A disheartening affair
The amount I will sink to
How many depths are left?
“I haven’t answered any questions.”
But I will leave you with this sweet fruit…
Let the red juices swirl on your lips
Meet me at the planetarium…
Stars separated in their burning
By a black mass
A whorl on your thumb
Press it firmly on your eyes
The soreness is illusory
This kiss is not
And certainly not your scent
I have lost sight of my obsession
Maybe when you had enough…
A darkness that can be heard
Gurgling to be spat out
The stars are so far away from each other
And only the aching darkness gives them company.
© A.R. Minhas 2017
Wonderful visuals! And I actually acted out the thumb on the eye thing and did you know it’s not that easy unless you go for the opposite eye? 😉 Fascinating discovery.
Thank you so much…Lol you gotta be careful, don’t want you knocking out an eye…;)