The Tragedy; Siren GirlA Poem by C Peril
Your plastic kisses,
I felt uncomfortable A Siren Girl This was all performative and grotesque and vulgar and... not in the good way * How it felt to hold the fragile thing I couldn't quite bring myself to want * The murky swamp of reality, where I try to summon up some sort of narrative I can impose on the after * Trapped behind your aching? Trapped behind the lurid words you offered me that weren't the entirety? * The bitter agony of a dimension I couldn't rescue you from Sometimes I squander a thought * on the man - who was me - that ran away * Do you still send those burning flares, red comets of a thing akin to love, into that sky that was forbidden to you? A black, clutching thing stealing hope, crushing dreams * And hope to see the figure of a boy, drowning in the sea with you?
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Added on March 2, 2022 Last Updated on March 2, 2022 AuthorC PerilGY, Humberside, United KingdomAboutCreeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..Writing
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