You hear the drums in the distance,
whirring, rumbling.
"Don't you come here" you pray
silent,
and cross every nerve
of your entire being,
like a reassuring gesture
on your own.
They still beat, beat
louder every time.
Air vibrate, shiver
unstoppable force.
Soon they will be here
with all their strenght
and terrible glory.
Ye be warned!
Writing on the glass,
inverted,
helpless.
Fades away,
clinging to a reality you never knew.
The marked in the heart and soul,
missing pieces in a deformed image.
Past and future
joint together in the moment.
A deadly marriage.
Lying in the gutter, were you when they left you. Not for life, but for the bitter grip of death. Your dress torn, lassitude eyes filled with tears, born of shame and the desire to die. You draw your breath frantic, want control and past. Impossible now, life relentlessly picked by a frozen hand
Breath on flesh
close, but yet so far
search again,
play hide-and-seek
within the sheets.
Find you
and giggle,
blushing like a rose,
barely embarrassed
by your sudden move.
Feel the daze
drift in like fog
seek, seek...
Lead me,
let me taste
touch
feel...