TheCharacter-K

thunderous roar, raging sea and the sunken sea beneath, this is the place we made, and now it's coral, now it's an aquarium for all sorts of under-sea life, now it's a sponge's living room it's a museum for the clown fish, that swim around the highways old ventricles and aortas that don't pump blood anymore there's a lackluster sunset, and a sincere lack of apologies, \there's ghosts on the shore, and they all look like me.

I thought I was used to death, I built a coffin and it begun to float, and as I floated through the window I began to hypothesize maybe I'd just float right into the sun, and my reincarnated carbons, would limbo in an endless hell, and that's when I thought I was used to death, scattered atoms amongst a moving sea, and that's when I quit trying to move, and let it take me, where it will take me

I will stand and bear this, wave by wave as the sea turns me into fine sand on a receding beach, I will stand by, whether you want me to or not, I will stand and bear this, time and time again for time is the only thing that forgives action and the only thing that forgets words.

the taps keep running, streams turn into creeks, creeks to rivers, until this lake turns into an ocean and all I see is sea

you were a warm ghost, a flickering face on a screen I saw your smile once, manifest, lovely ghost I saw you love, I turned to smoke and I turned green green green I burn you down, you burnt up and it's nothing new it's nothing new cinders, I singed myself, my lungs turned to crisp I crumple to ash I loved you dear, I loved you tender, we splintered still, a thundering crash my loving heart starved itself slender yet, warmed in your embracing words, I took your soul I bent you in thirds, two for me and one for you I cheated you out, I stole I stole I stole from you, your beating love, I broke, pursued. if only I could. Repay that

Taylor, I met you by the fire, our tears fed a love, but to know I burned you... dear, those hours by your side turned to weeks and the weeks turned to months which turned to stones in my heart, sinking me sinking you, you gave me years and I just left you with my fears, tears after tears,

I remember your worst, but your best still keeps its place, in my heart your gentle name, in my heart your pretty face, you were not the monster I cast you as, your role was sweet your character was kind, I remember that, but you threw it all behind, we made a beautiful thing, our graces crossed and we created this city, and it was huge, and it was golden, it was pretty, our towers shook hands with the sun, our place was filled with life, and we died a million deaths for this place, we slit a thousands wrists with one knife we struck out lines, we burned out photos, we broke picture frames, we cursed at each other, we slept around, w

the lull she left me in... there was a roaring sound, and then silence fell from the sky a curtain. Of dark-ness came, I am atrasado, despacio, I am quiet violence, she left me a spire of clouds, she left me a migrant smoke feeling vice, feeling blame, I was a whirlwind whipping around without sound, ripping through the sky like a vertical line of quiet discontent a lightning strike, with no thunder, ripping the ground asunder, plucking it apart with anger, the ground does not shake but the mountains move miles and the rivers run around, this city was built on a shoreline that is now many continents away, and it takes a man an

propogator, I rarely even hush thy name, but here we are again, you fan the flames coals now, but breathing hearts blown upon, a jump-start I bleed, bled and will continue to bleed, for you, I find solace in it again to spread the seeds a friendship renewed a ship re-float, stick me with another knife. I'll fetch your coat my patience is not ill mannered, it is temperance it is patience, a semblance of what once was love, but not ill timed entrance not another chance, not another go we are gone, you were too slow your name is again idle, I forgot, I forgave I quit, I caved.

when I am just so cold, left by the keepers of my air, stolen, stepped on and wasted the rain freezes on my skin and evaporates on the floor, the circulating steam gathers on my eyebrows as frost, everywhere I go is a tundra I am a freezing oasis, I am a chilling ice, impersonal and unknowable, I see the water rising... but I am chained here, and as much as I rattle and scream and roar, the chains are spine soldered straight, frozen and told not to move, I could just leap from this window throw myself to the ground and be be free for the three point seven seconds it would take me to reach the ground, I've calculated and mulled it