Luminated streets will turn you kadaver.

Is there something below?
An edge that spins alive.

Tell me there is breath. There is more choking.
Wade into the cities acid ocean. To find.....
Our defense is simply washing away.

Forget direction, we are drowning.
Sucked into the gutter, the absolute utter other side.

Talk to the faces in the pavement.
Buried below they watch.

With burning eyes, and judgment grasped.
Dead hands over my eyes, I raise dead hands.
My defense is turning against me.

Deliver the twitching boy to me.
Don't be late, for his date.
With the city that never forgives.
Tables to cut his life apart.
Knives for manipulation.
They're going to change my life.

Forget direction, we are drowning.
Sucked into the gutter, the absolute utter other side.

Riddles spew from his question mark mind.
A hollow shadow feeding on, whatever is bright.
A diligent demon, poking my eyes out.
Until you see, a blood blue heart on the floor.

With burning eyes, and judgment grasped.
Dead hands over my eyes, I raise dead hands.
Incapacitated on the O.R. floor.
My defense is turning against me.

Reviews

[Joseph - Michael]

Damn, that was really intrudging writing you got there and I'm seriously impressed with it...

I don't see anything that need to be change or adjusted and such, so it's all great here...

[Natalie C]

Wow Lee, this was such a deep and thought provoking piece. I really needed to sit and really concentrate on what you have written here seeing that there's so many different images and messages coming to mind.
Brilliantly vivid imagery. pulling your reader in, deeper and deeper into the confusion that reigns in your piece...
Loved the repeated lines, it gave the whole poem a really nice lyrical feel to it (Or was it intended to be one?)
Hmm, now that is a thought for a other day...

Thanks for sharing, I really enjoyed reading it.