Dark entity

There is certain aura of calm

Projected in false images

You nurture close, almost

Grasp to breast empty now

Of milk and desire.

I remember you too

All ironed out kinks

Frumpy Victorian dresses

Vast vocabulary of words

And images you picked up

From professors and books,

You clung to for identity

On a journey empty

Of any spirituality

You could call home.

Tugging at dead carcass

That remains in your psyche,

You attempt to delicately

Pull wool over eyes,

Of the fateful sheep

That follow synthetic words

And crude light beaming

Down as a shroud.

To hide a pathway leading

To purgatory.

My eyes are fully awake now

Seeing every fine detail

You embroidered into quill

A honey trap of images,

Carefully spun like a black widows

Kiss of death,

My lips indifferent

To false sweet potions

You rely on heavily..

While you sit secretly

Hissing fits of envy,

My mind is free

As a bonsai tree

Left to grow

Without restraint,

My journey is long

With many paths to choose,

I reject the covert shadows

You remain in,

I walk naked into

Thorns and roses alike

And still I see

Light..

Ice in river has gone moon

I hear you howling

Beads of sweat trickle

Downwards

Lips wrapped around

Horn blowing a masculine

Siren song infinite.

Separated by frozen pond

Ice skating through words

To astral travel highways

Defrosting lengthy byways

Towards my frozen heart.

I’ve gone without sleep

Just to read your wisdom

At dawn.

New moon intensity

Nurturing my soul,

I can hear you

Feel you out there

A million miles

Yet so close.

Midnight maundering spell

Luminously mystical waxing

Ice in river has gone moon

I hear you howl her name;

Your silhouette shining

Like radiant full moon

As she sails among

Seven stars of cosmic night.

I feel you release a thousands notes

Against the river flow

As the wind gently

Waves goodnight.

Inner struggles

Stepping from blue fog memories

Breaking cycles of needy attachment

To the fearful leather hearts

Whipping innocence with frenzy.

In a state of detachment

Its only art.

Shake this senseless life

Of humdrum existence

Battling through skin deep

Scars hungering for blood

Shattering misconceptions

With another journey

Another train wreck

Making tracks to heart.

Whip lashed frenzy dreams

Sending subconscious codes

Deciphered prophecies clinically

Manipulated with shadow images

Intent to awaken true self..

Struggling with universal laws

Addictive substances everywhere

Coaxing lamb to slaughter,

Drowning against umbilical cords

Severed yet attached like soul.

I break on free other side

With lungs vomiting lies

Verbal castration strangles

Infinite wars as monsters

Become demystified dwarfs

I catch my breath once more.

Maria Gornell resides in Liverpool. She has been published at the beat, shootsandvines, opium poetry, heroin love songs, Lit up mag, debris mag, blacklisted mag, Agua issue 1 Scintillating Publications, Heartbeats journal and liverpool 300 poems anthology. Her spoken word can be found on 3 CDs poetry over music volume 2 and 3, plus the Dutch artist Manic M’s album ‘Wrong side of the fence.’ She is a trainee counsellor and works in group therapy.

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