I am in complete agreement that
some things should never be said aloud,
but if I don't admit this to myself the sand
will strip the flesh from my bones.
I dream of violence, and
Dalian landscapes
Everyone I know and care for will be
crushed by the storm.
And if I prayed
I'd pray for happiness
that you would come with me, but
I would drown you in the end.
I would eat the heart out
of my own chest to remind me
of what this tastes like
The fleeting moments, flesh and dirt
obscured by nightfall
We will be preserved.
All my hopes are infants and
One by one
I will smother them
With blankets
Made of fear.
You don't want this,
All these things are better left unsaid
'cause I would drown you in the end.

September '06

Very, very nice.....tears at my heart, hurts to read, moving... TY for posting....

You're welcome Leigh. Thanks for the kind words. : )

My pleasure...small price to pay for something so special ...

Loved it..

A chef and a poet.

You flatter me Tazzops. I would say either is a stretch, but I do have a lot of love for creation in any form. I used to be terrified to show my writing to anyone. Haha. Thank you for the warm reception everyone.

i like it alot...
teasingbrunette

You really should go Veggie,,,,

NICE write,,and welcome..