Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Luna

[october.23.2007.8:57am]


"
the natural satellite of Earth"
-dictionary.com



pieces of
flesh scraped
away;
sandpaper rakes
itself across
arms used to
shield an undying
soul forced to
retreat in its own
hell of darkness;
left to tend to itself.

to survive, it ate
love that was never
meant to manifest;
love that would
quickly be swept under
the rug of her memory.

as your mother,
she wasnt able to conceive
the lies he told her.
so she rejected you
in an attempt
to dull the reality
of the
engagement soon to
take place.

he burns
in his cell of security
only to further
himself into regression.

grabbing your arms,
he took you with him;
a true display of
his selfishness without
remorse.

your function
of orbiting the
Earth has become
obsolete.

to think he
called himself
the sun;
a sun that was
incompetent
of radiating its
light to seep through
the most sinister of
times;
unable to corrode
the existence
of grim eclipses of
acknowledgment.

a sun serving
as nothing more
than a catalyst;
walking away
unaffected,
leaving her
to sweep you
clean from her
memory,
but erase you,
she has not.

Earth lives
waiting in her
own cell of guilt
and failure;
she awaits
her new moon.

she
recalls her present
to be synonymous to
your death:

flesh being
scraped away from
arms used to
shield an undying
soul.

2 comments:

CONTROVERSY said...

at a lost for words, this shit is real.

Anonymous said...

i have been reading this again and again every time i come back to read the new stuff. theres a lot to grasp