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.