CuriosityA Poem by PerditionA challenge this morning involving three words..two constant and one abstract..Mine were Curiosity Clown and Knife…enjoy~She lays cold In perfect assumption Even my shadow Wants to clown in her sleep The weight of both bed and bottle stripped A lonely night A foolish wish This slip and knowledge Potential Sails and streams I met her when she was seventeen Funny how some girls Jump the skip to thirty A Christian knife To hold inside my throat But no… never like that Though I would be lying if every thought Didn't struggle in priestly curiosity Like I said Only wishes Now she lies closer Sleeps and Curls in a cone made bed A world within her smile I hold the bottle to her skin She mumbles Something about mourning Carving my name into sin I whisper Reach for My shadow And with her kiss All is done.
© 2015 Perdition |
Stats
125 Views
1 Review Added on May 1, 2015 Last Updated on May 4, 2015 |