My Tears Sizzel in Hell
They come unbidden
Hated moisture best left for germinating someone else’s pain
Blubbering like some faggot Mother fucker
Don’t touch me!
I do not need your comfort!
When they come
They will not stop
A broken water main
Fucking with traffic
STOP YOU MOTHER FUCKER
I am NOT A FAGGOT!
yet they leak from my eyes
Palm pressed against can not stem that flow
Staining clothe innumerable
as I cry blood!
Why am I thus assaulted?
Why does the lonely cry of a mourning dove
Drive me to my knees?
Why does the wistful look of parting lovers
scream heartache that shakes my soul!
Do my tears
partition this Earth
And renew this World?
I will have no part of this madness!
I will drown in them
Let my tears sizzle in Hell
I will bath this world in tears
and dim the flames of pain
Sizzle tears of blood
my gift to this sad world.
Tags: Dark Poetry, hell, lovers










Posted on March 3rd, 2010 at 1:46 am
well this was gory…but wonderful. I have so many things to say, yet there seems to be a miss fire between fingers and brain. I know I haven’t been as “visible” as I once was, but please don’t think that means I have been visual. Your writing never ceases to amaze me, the wealth of vocabulary strewn together in a way that is harsh yet caresses the soul in the same breath. Amazing Quas, truly amazing.
Posted on March 3rd, 2010 at 9:29 am
Thanks for the kind words Mia ya know I mess your writes.