Suffer me not to be separated
By Corinthian
I no longer wish to write for comments,
in my experience some need comments
to soothe their need that someone
anyone understands their vision
and the pretty words that they write .
I just want
someone to read
The only person that I need to know
that he can understand what I write
well he doesn't know how to read .
I
Thankyou
for reading this.
Corii Kazani.
dreams cross over
man created water
through red stone
and
twist into the earth
I have no
father to bless me
since birth.
I am
unheard
breathless
flutes
such a
sad sound.
spitting burnt
bubbles
from my mouth
your
love
is
measured
now
by smears of
dirt
I have read
every
word from
that stone
a thousand times
before
and just today
I noticed
the word
"behold"
is spelled
wrong .
and
your
hearse
was drawn
by unicorns
with
no horns
horses?
no
my
grandmother
told me
they were
not horses
and I believe
her.
swinging
bones
scattered
and
glittering
forgetting
themselves
disassembled
memories,
novels,
births,
sleeping
songs
and
antique faces
lay in
solitude
inside your
beautiful skull .
I am torn
and unsatisfied
I think soon
I will die too
I dont get better
without you.