elegywhen I die, we’ll call it a story.elegy by successwithhonor
make a checklist. handle with care:
cover me lifeless, tape the broken parts with silkworm thread,
fill my empty vessel with sea glass memories, smoothed
around the edges for easy swallowing,
sing me a solemn tune several times over
and tuck me in gently, for I’ll be sleeping awhile.
shove me out to earthen tides, watch me burn up
the horizon like a phoenix cigarette,
cry not too loudly nor not at all, for you’re in public
— sniffle softly and smile like you’re happy for me here,
in suspended existence
bury what’s left of my exhausted brilliance beneath a bed
of flowers, posies, lofted couches; the maggots will be
nourished by my nectarine skin & cornmeal bones,
water me with cloud spasms every day, the grass
will grow like wildfire, the trees like beanstalks towards
the heavenly purple sphere, that high orb, a cosmic doorknob,
mother will waltz the same tune, constellation two steps,
the stars will sparkle & the
thought I saw youtalkingthought I saw you by 0hgravity
what is it good for
when you say
the sound of your voice
on my lips is a
frozen kiss in the
together as one
do not lie to me;
lie with me
in the arctic tundra.
our possibilities are
our remembered heat.
find me a constellation
in this crisp night sky
and keep it in your eyes,
let it twinkle to life
when you think of me
to find your warmth
with my frostbitten
Forced ResponsibilityShoulders collide as weForced Responsibility by haphazardmelody
walk a line that stretches
beyond frost and delicate
the discontented hum of the masses
exacerbates headaches caused
by the ever-rising tide of
a standard of living.
Is it really too much to consider
that the things that are spinning out
your patience on a broken spool
are the very same things that
save rubber and spokes from disaster,
and your heart from rupturing
under the pressure of forced responsibility?
The Last LightAfter the lung shivers around a globule of fluid, rattling to dismiss it.The Last Light by BloodshotInk
After hallucination and disorientation, after the tears and words,
far after these poor man's indicators of consciousness have passed.
After the kidney droops raisin'd, bowing its head on its wilting stalk.
After the tepid heart brushes its vibrato through the body for a final time
and the resonance of that note dully hums through the mottled skin.
After the blurry murmurs of a destituted loved-one fades to tinnitus.
After it becomes nothing but sound (and then to nothing as much as that),
as the brain itself claws the inside of a skull for the semblance of a breath;
in the tipping moment between that and the culmination of a life well grown;
only then will hope, the last one to turn out the light inside, die.
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