Through too many days of the easy summer

Through too many days of the easy summer

my spirit has wandered across

the winding ways of a wooden counter,

my demons perched along the amber sinews

leading to the rotten tomb of regrets

cleft right in the well of my womb.

 

So many summer days have passed

under the brown fall of leaves

on an autumn dusk,

a storm suspended

in the sleepy flow of a flask,

with feathers and flakes piling up

like a bulky burden

on my bubble-packed heart.

 

Across muddy tides my breath sailed out

to the origins of a smile misunderstood

and a whisper strangled in its cradle

by the untied hands of a ruthless slayer:

she, and my awareness that eyes will shut forever.

 

Rules are a broken tongue in the language of love,

bruise is the spoken word that stands above

and explains all the mutterings under starry nights

inhumed in the memory of my withering youth.

I could only envision a cozy future back then,

it's the stalemate of the present

now that I'm a man.

Reviews

[Ms. Gruye]

Strangley I am finding a Bram Stoker association...I blame my affinity for Buffy the Vampire slayer, and not you...however there is the tomb references and the slayer...on another site, this could pass for Buffy Fan fiction about Spike and Buffy.

coming from a child-sophisticate (me): that is meant as a compliment and esteemed credit to your insights. :)

though I was able to read this on the basic level about the graveyard of adulthood, and in honor of your theme, I am sticking to my more youthful buffy critique.

viva la

[Alicante lullaby]

pain,,,splinters of lost dreams and i suppose you inscribe blood from your eyes,,,powerful and very descriptive,,,with enchanting imagery,,,

[Cool Handless Luke]

very DT indeed and very nicely done. great flow and description. yet another fine write by a writer i have come to expect just that from.

[cest la vie]

I feel a whisper of my favorite poet, Dylan T., within the confines of these lines.
Beautifully written, full of woe..
Outstanding!!

[LJW]

This is filled with much pain and regret and I think alcohol?

The end lines are awesome.