By Enigmaelstrom

Orbital acid wash, slick-tooth pleading nonsense.

Writhing unknown organs, from whence discontent brewed., rearranged bones, repeat as necessary.

Unearthly, unholy, cracks in skull-temples, driven wide.

Shatter, scatter, ruin.  To be undone, left a wraith, sickly.

Pressure-taut muscle fibers dance; mandible unhinging in scream.

Spiderweb tear trails dried, eager new ones sojourning.

Ache-laden cries rattle ribs, spewing guttural solace.

Deafening corpuscular march streches vein walls.

Imprisoned within a wish, in limbo without a paintbrush.

Whispers of the necessity of you, punishing my wayworn core.

Memories of bliss only glorify the travesty of now.  Alone.

Ineffable emptiness;  piercing, wanton, absolute Need.

How completely I love you.  How preternatural is this torment.

Stand again, though marred and crippled, and fiercely endure.

Survive for the sake of love returned.


On the shifting whim of perchance, there is no other choice.

For you, though. . . . .an atom of hope is enough.

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Copyright 2010 Enigmaelstrom (J.L.)
Published on Wednesday, August 4, 2010.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • Crush_With_Eyeliner On Wednesday, October 20, 2010, Crush_With_Eyeliner (51)By person wrote:

    "How preternatural is this torment."...the culmination is bittersweet....for all the agony we'd expect something beyond true or real....but there is only torment.

  • A former member wrote: ha..'for a seed of faith'..heartache/need/longing so brilliantly put.

  • A former member wrote: the irony twisted in the title---lovesick and how sick love can be......the pure unadulterated agony of something sw.allows you gasping. the sick' thing is [in my heart/head] that genuine love loves regardless... ... without self, without sight.....despite all fear, or unfathomable pain.....youve penned the soul of a madman in beautiful isolative torment, and mad for love's abandon and bandage both......i wont even go in to your style and aesthetics................ ...would seem too trivial to do so. blessings to you. and this closing couplet 'on the shifting whim.............hope is enough'.........ripper of a write.

  • Solace On Thursday, August 5, 2010, Solace (1081)By person wrote:

    Any love poem that begins with "Orbital acid wash, slick-tooth pleading nonsense." is a keeper in my book. Great vocab, excellent sense of rhythm. Interesting piece.

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