Wednesday, December 30, 2009

oh sylvia

today i will fall asleep and drift into a warm purgatory among the babys breath and poppy
my words are oblivious to mortality 
each second warms me and settles my thoughts 
slowly crawling back into a damp reality, but no fear holds blanket up to my eyes 
i heard the hiss of the gentle assassin, it's blinded metallic tongue licking at my conscious thoughts, the rising pressure conforms a smile to my lips,
 i am a godless woman, but i pray aimlessly for no more pain. 


my words will always carry my blood like strong veins directly to your heart
after I have stopped breathing 
you will always have a piece of me 
i have thrown a wrench of heartache into the workings of my own machine, it softens my bones, and i suffocate happily in the invisible stream.