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[title] => I'm Not Home Today
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[bodytext] => You are so delicate in your stabs that pain is transcended. I am not hurt by the knives in your eyes, and the fork of your tongue, because I'm mildly numb and full of wonder, at how so frail and light a person like you, full of fairy charm, could possibly spear such a person as me, who thought they were so strong and in control. It's too much a rush at once to take hold of; I can't register what it is you're saying, which is just as well, because the words are dipped in acid, and coated in nails, then, for a special treat, blown into my head, with a rocket launcher... I can imagine, vaguely, bits of my splintered skull exploading, needling into the translucent flesh, on your bony little arms. I think of my splattering brain as being a similar color to the tired circles beneath your eyes. You are so fragile, but you break me. Luckily enough I'm still too withdrawn to feel myself shatter. Each kiss severs a limb; with those thalamus shooting lips, my bloodstream drugged with the after effects of your smile. And each mental blow is like knocking on a hollow vessel- I'm not home today. As you gently pick your way through my most excrutiating memories, I know dimly, somewhere in the back of my mind, that once I come to and realization smacks me round the face, this famous agony will be too much to endure. I will be swallowed by the sensation of daggers, and the combustion of all these years of working at being someone not like you. I will be imminent. So for now I'll float on your severing kisses and brain tinged skin. My unrecognizing sensors riding, gratefully, over your words. ~Rhiannon [comments] => 3 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Uncertain_Oblivion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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