Monday, March 17, 2025

Moments And Mementos


These words are razor blades in a bucket of blood

Dare you descend to the bottom to feel the crimson tears of my heart?

Or do you safely swim the shallows and taste a moment of fleeting reverie

I can see within the tomb of reality and pain

I have tasted love and ecstasy in a song

A rose is just a sweet scent stabbing at your veins

And then it is dead, dried up and gone 

Within shadows and memory

How can love speak down deep?

Knowing the words will fester in a grave

Lost in a lifetime of could have and should have beens

I shave the entirety of my being

Smooth skin and deep cuts running dark red

Lost in the moment

Never to fully heal

I watch and wait to see

What you will do

Tasting

Moments and mementos

Lost in the ether of time

Tossed away

Sinking to the depths

Of a wretched poem.




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