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Silence of me

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Searching for my key in my basketball bag

The hallway finally

Cold marble

Memories shadows surround me

Stepping into more then my tiny Parisian elevator

I pressed for my 5^th floor

To my souls expectation the elevator took me 10 floors below the lobby

As I passed the floors, moments framed in an almost opaque elevator window floated by

Diana Goddess of the hunts lays on top of our hot tub cover

Ica telling me stories in her single person bed

Laughing at my brothers imagination

Foreign cities flipping by like pages in a book

Love’s broken ideal

The Seine’s razor blades bleeding him dry

Her eyes

Untimely deaths

My reflection

My tears wash away all these images

The elevator opens to my hands shaking

This is not the serene floor I pressed for

I see Diana’s tumor rupturing

I see my 16 year old self getting a blow job on pont neuf

I smell the blood on my fist

I feel my heart breaking

My eyes give out. I hear the door closing.

As the door opens the second time I don’t even have to open my eyes to know I’m here

Safe from my thoughts

A place that terrified me as a child brings me solitudes bliss

I am no longer locked in this Italian Armory museum

I have chained my thoughts in

The violin maker on  Rue Elzevir needs a break as every Parisian does in  these summer months

The walls are littered with pictures of words

I lift my blanket over my head

I believe in an ending that is not my own

I knew this life wouldn’t last long

I live for myself

But I stay alive for them

Selfish I never was

Breath taking woman

I call you a girl today

But the woman will break my heart tomorrow

All I have is a rose against her hammer

All I have is these mornings

These f*****g days

Nights left to blend

This room has gone to s**t

All the words on the wall blend into the colors of my pen

I unchain the door

Head down back to Elzevir’s elevator

A reality that doesn’t exist anymore

Still

It f***s me up

Silence is my last poem

I tear up the void with purpose

 

Reviews

[Bella]

C'est un grand po�me
I really loved this. I can really feel the emotion in this. The sadness, anger and desperation.
And the ending....wow! It's so powerful. Great write!