Requiem (Serenading Broken Celestials)

By Malice In Wonderland

I finally cut my hair
again
I watched
as the long tresses
you so adore
floated
to the ground
like the ash from your cigarette
like us
torn apart
irrelevant
and I
bit back tears
refusing
to dwell on memories
long nights and whispered conversations
the future
that could never [be]
finshed
like the writes
stacked in my journals
too painful to finish
too much to carry.
so I burned them all
instead
watched them
float up into the air
word
by busted
word
ever drifting
like vagrants
on the road
or plankton at sea
always going with the tides
regardless
of what whirlpool
they spin in to.

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Published on Saturday, May 18, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "Requiem (Serenading Broken Celestials)"

A former member wrote: Our hair is a big part of our identity. The change you invoke with your words, whether it be relationship wise or strictly personal, has a profound effect on the piece. I also feel the burning of your metaphorical journal is a soothing part of this, almost like a fresh start complementing the opposite death related title (does that even make sense? Haha). Very nicely written rain, or malice if that's what you prefer to be called now.
On Sunday, May 19, 2013, FadedBlues (2169) wrote:

...cut away the hair to spite the 1 who admired it. burning journals: book burning of any nature is a tragedy...
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, Star (920) wrote:

stacked in my journals too painful to finish too much to carry. so I burned them all... so heartbreakingly beautiful... word by word.. damn, kya... ):
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, Devilish (2658) wrote:

word by busted word.. damn rain. talk about sharing an experience so delicately yet heart wrenching in poetic perfection.. hugs baby..