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October 30, 2013


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dear night-bones
do not marinade in the melanchor
and allow your feeble surfaces
to become slippy and
under the fingertips of sanity -
don't become a semblance,
a representation
of reality, just be.

there's no need for lavender
to perfumiae the dusk garden
that thoughtless flower
does not grow here.
after the broken attempts -
of cracked knuckles
as they claw a representation
of beauty, into soil.

oh, to that intrical fluid
sludging through
thinly veined cribbages
of capillary and thought,
illusive thought -
don't slumber to a stop
and leave me destitute and dehydrated
of truth, of life.

dear sanity,
do not betray me
with your sharp and unsoft pricks
of the reality
into my ribs--
don't sharpen my senses
to the point of self harm by thought,
of thought,

oh bones and sanity
and the screeching owls
that herald in a death-silence
that coos the word;
do not ask of me more than i can bare -
don't, please, ask me
to endure the blade-in-brain agony
of living.
melanchor. intrical. cribbages. new words all over the joint.
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TheLittlestOwl Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I adore this :aww:
It's that one line; "the blade-in-brain agony of living" <--- beautiful!

Marvellously written :)
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2013
:D I love that line too :giggle: Thank you so so much!!
TheLittlestOwl Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
aww :aww: you're welcome :hug:
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I won't go into details, so I'll start with the words themselves:

melanchor: Melancholy and Ardor/Pallor (probably Pallor)
intrical: Intricate and... Medical... it has to do with fluid
cribbage: Cribbing and Cabbage...

So from what I gather... in my opinion... this is about you... but it isn't about you either... Its just an idea of how... thinking about who you might have been or were... you find yourself asking life... to rid of your misery... not by stopping you from living... but by making it not remind you of what made you who you are... That's what I gather... I could be wrong...
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013
:) Cool! I'm glad you enjoyed it (I think) :giggle:
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I did enjoy it :)

By the way, you on skype?
Oseltamivir Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Magnificent as always :heart:
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2013
:love: Oh thank you
haphazardmelody Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
The imagery in this is just gorgeous. I favorited this after having read the first two lines because it's just so good. Love your made-up words here - honestly I couldn't even tell that they were made up, I thought I just hadn't heard of them, until I read your description. And then...I mean, this is just beautiful. Hands down. One of the best things I've ever read.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013
:tears: Thank you so much, squeeeeeeeeee. :D!!!!!!!!
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