Slow Mo –tion

Hole hollow

Point? Position. . .

Null Vision

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Black Abyss

Never trusting

Presence missed.

Blackness, nothingness
night pitches on this page...
gray, not happy
Black.

Did you mean to suck me in?
I was becoming happy again.
Angel face? Me?
The porcelain burned from your cold.
Never to relight, my heart?
Never trust. Never.
You were with me no.
You were never really there.
Porn and scorn,
bed knobs and broom sticks
even the toy was black.

My death has been my friend
burned out from the ashes of my cigarettes
protecting me from your warmth.

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray to God as I weep

And as I die, slowly raped

I pray to God a swift escape

Fear not the dark
Night falls every day
Respite for the weary
A break in the ray&

Newness of life
Requires death of a sort
Newness of us
Requires breaking our court

Not to punish or scold
Or to point out your lie
Not to make you think twice
Or to knot you in ties

But to stop us from fighting
We need such a rest
To leaven the cycle
This quiet proves best

Nowhere do I go
With you I will stay
My flames burning deeper
Each seven straight days

Love me, my love
Be patient, you must
For Kermit and Piggy
Again embrace lust

Bicker and besting
Should screech to a halt
Kindness and love
Conquer manners of fault

My friend, my lover
I want you to stay
Tearing my heart out
This time spent away&

Push past the tumultuous,
Tempestuous storms
Happiness staggers
Till back in my arms

Uncertainty flustering
small of back plunging hollow

White flowing linen
now stained thick and crimson

Pain pushes narrow
now ripping and whimpering

Whispering, he assures
. . ."Thats my good girl"