Fragmented

 She lives over there, curled up under ten story trees on a pine needle bed

Warmed by the sun’s rays and taking in the scents of baked evergreens, fallen cones, and hundreds of beings in their unbroken home

Summer evening is the oldest and truest medicine made especially for her

The sky is her limit, her language is wordless

He crouches in the shadows, Animus, with eyes of steel and a heart of gold

Eyes of steal

His heart forever sold

If you were able to get close enough to feel his embrace, you’d feel his embers too

Coursing through open channel veins

They burn for you, and only you

The embers originating from his bonfire heart

Coals never dying, they scream on forever

Without even knowing, you keep creating sparks

Just by speaking his name

With your smiling eyes, mischievous, you stoke the flames

You are the air he breathes and the earth that keeps him alive

He is fire intoxicated, you are the finest wine

Fae Reborn

 She is a collection of symmetrical particles in asymmetric formation

Misunderstood masterpiece

Tantalizing

Timeless

As we all know, her beauty is seasonal

Each and every piece of this world will decompose

So the seeds of psyche have a chance to unfold

I watch her, dull and unmoving to the naked eye

Sinking without worry into her soft embracing Mother

The original other

Becoming Earth, this girl is cradled in her lively hearth

Porcelain face stone cold, flawless, and receiving fate

Always with yielding grace

She was once hated for being a walking death

And is now loved for her sleeping life

Soil slowly encases her form

Breathless, peaceful, and well worn

Tendrils of ivy wrap around ivory flesh

Blossoms overtake her, sisters enmeshed 

Finally now she is no longer rotten

She is decaying into ecstasy

Happily forgotten 

For the forgotten are eternally blessed

Taken into Queendom

Reclaimed by fae, never again laid to rest.

Desecration

 These feelings aren’t tears

To flow, cleanse, and release

Is now only a distant pipe dream

These blades rape, they cut into me

Sowing what they reap

Planted by another, the fingers which writhe in my mind

Penetrate

Violate

Demonstrate

Victimize another failed creation

The artist frowns, so the perpetrator can thrive in elation

Everything is an ongoing contagion

Emotions are no exception

Watch out for vampires

Parasites love to make examples of perfection

To pillage, tamper, and desecrate temples

This is no sacred place

This vessel was crafted in vain

What pains me is why?

What did I gain out of futility?

Nothing grows here anymore

The scapegoat is always the unanswered question.