dunkelheit

i'm bored as hell and have therefor decided to share my shoddy poetry with you all. seems like the proper thing to do with my monday afternoon boredoms. i never title anything i do...so here's untitled # 43254543555:

tonight as the sun rolled beyond the horizon
the sky melted a foreboding purple
and the air was as warm and impassioned as a lover's breath
stars flick on and the purple deepens around me
the swirling wind will blow the leaves at my feet
i call out any name i can remember to the dusky void
but there is no reply, save the echo of my own exclamations
i'm too weak to stand and i'm left clawing at the loose earth
the choking vines come to pull me down
purple fades to black and my lovers kiss is replaced with the taste of dirt
a lovers kiss that was never mine
carried on the breeze of dead leaves and sorrow


actually i just wrote the second half of this....so it's a raw cut. which means i'll read it in a few hours, realize it sucks and wish i'd have made revisions before posting. but to hell with my worries.