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X Angel
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0 posted 2002-12-17 01:43 AM


I met you when I was lust-poor and starving for kindness
You appeared to me to be the giver
of all things benevolent and sublime

But hidden oh so well in your deep secret places
I felt an unknown coldness
That only true emptiness can bring

I struggled to soothe the spectre of her away
As my hands crossed the curves and paths of your skin
I longed to fill the void she created in you with her
Fangs and heart-rending claws, by offering my humble
Gifts to you (fashioned by my own hand)
Offering them up on the altar of love
And yet I was found wanting

Oh how I longed to be the life-giver
To your daughter
The breast which you caressed so gently
Would nourish and comfort the product of
Our bonding

The weight of your ring
I dreamed of day and night for months

Yet -

The accusatory words of games played and no time
Still ring in my ears
Because I know
And always will know the truth
Behind my words struck you to the core
And you can’t face the reality of your life

Her ghost like presence hovered there
As you broke down my very world
So smug in its knowledge of your dependence
on her cruelty and half twisted truths

Smug in her knowledge that tonight
She would lie cold and calculating in your arms
While I would be alone and wakeful

Yet tonight as you clasp her ghost-memory to you
Remember the truths of her heart
And then maybe deep in your dreams
You will find that secret warm place

When you remember my love for you

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
  —Franz Kafka

© Copyright 2002 Heather Walters - All Rights Reserved
Christopher
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Purgatorial Incarceration
1 posted 2002-12-17 08:15 AM


whoa. Heather. wow. This is felt. I loved the opening line, was pushed through the rest, and left feeling like a piece of me had just been displayed to the world... in reverse, if you know what I mean. You did a doozie here, I really really like it.
X Angel
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since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521
Oregon
2 posted 2002-12-17 10:12 AM


A great writer once said to me that instead of just putting words on paper....
I should bleed the words onto paper, I think that's what happened when I wrote this last night. I didn't take time to rewrite or edit - this is exactly how I feel. Ouch.

Thanks Chris by the way, you made my morning.


bsquirrel
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3 posted 2002-12-18 11:59 AM


It's nice to see this.

Mikey

[This message has been edited by bsquirrel (12-18-2002 01:31 PM).]

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