poor attempt

not good

night

time plays

viciousness

savior's

cold

's here to stay

look close

to you

stay far

from me

death 

it will come

to you

and me

life will

shine 

first true

before

we'll see

what you can be

close 

to me

show you

me to us

one more

time to be

viscous

warm the 

cold

in the space

between

what are you

to us

who am i

to them

is this that

the thing

which you do seek

dead to rights

right to life

make me noise

i'll show you flesh

the way to be

the animal plus

an open door

a broken mind

on tender flesh

a human decays

point to point

there is no time

i make this

nothing

for you

Author's Note

Reviews

[Zaliodir]

I'll be honest, I have no idea what you are trying to come across with here, but there is no such thing as bad poetry. Probably the most impactful phrase for me was "one more time to be viscous warm the cold in the space between". I have no idea if these words are meant to be taken together that is just how my brain read it. It feels like two people who are both slow to meet each other in the middle. Perhaps after fighting or being away from each other for a long time. Even though I don't understand it, I did enjoy it quite a lot.

[Davidgeo]

Don't fret, you're not supposed to have any idea what I'm trying to come across with. This one's for me.

I'm glad you enjoyed it though. I'm suprised at that.