Forlorn Reverie

echo misty sepia dream
forgotten
shattered by her splinterscream
prelude to a desperate quiet
sibilant prayer searching
the warm cocoon
seeking

( mother )

absolution saltwomb tears
finding a
ranting
raving
demon
frozen in the calm
cryonic grip of Nothingness

( snowglobe world )

a distance from
living and
hurting and
loving it
is not real
it
seers and scars a silent heart

( branded they own you )

the lips dont mean what they say
words carried over clenched teeth
and no god has an answer
when darkness falls
smothering
masquerading as night
and one must be judged by self
and then its light again
the day you raged against
coming back
mocking
daring you to feel
donning a stone mask weapon
its not so hard
endless days
merging
beads of perspiration
drops of blood on metal
strings attached to hands and feet
that dance and clap on command
obscene marrionette smiles
on the table
a ransom for her sanity
laughing at the price

( whats that noise )

bound in chains
it makes one humble
fierce and still
like a winter night
oh gods, and all the anger

( means nothing )

beating her head against hypothetical walls

( means nothing )

but there is something
a whisperpulse
flashing light
and its gone
not what she thought
she remembered a time when

( she smiled 
a violent brief explosion
of light)

and was sucked silent

( the bloodbone littered ruins of a battlefield
when the wargods sleep )

vacuous nothingspace
no time to feel
or breathe
or dance ....
and finally
flung
into a stormdream
how dare you
cyclone snake spirals from doomclouds
fed by memory
this hungry rage
strengthening twisting writhing
wanting to break skin
smooth muscle
sinking
sickening
every slash of lightning memory
brings back something
a foot to push her head down

( reeking wet leather )

a hand clenched
tightening
around her throat
constricting bitter liquid
growing in its poison
until the heart bursts
leaking acid tears
that burn a path of misery
to the cold stone at her feet