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2 years ago
The Reaper
I imagined her words to be a broken song
Her lips parting as they flowed through a songless lullaby
And I listened
And I watched
Her gaze at a removal and her sighs at a still
Her voice prolonged by a cloudless romance
That I couldn’t bring myself to admire
Her touch and grace taunted my memories of her:
Deathlike embrace
Her deathlike smile
Her deathlike gratitude
And her deathly laughter that cracked a chill
I gave her my words as we toiled beneath opening lights
The words tossed up in falsehood
Bounded by my untruthful tones
I love you I said
She says them alike
And we hug
Not an embrace we call it
But a hug
Unlike that of amore
And then she departs
I left alone to let it seep out
To let her putrid embodiment drain from me
And then I leave
The city to taunt me before my presence is minimal
And then I speak to it a goodnight as I collapse
How I slept earns no added explanation
But I do detail her voice made for a haunting apparition
So I speak of how I left for the day at hand
The sunlight slivers cutting through the concrete smiles of every passerby
And the reflection of every curious face glinting in Death’s pen
He watched us all that day
But I believe one eye made me its individual
Because as I made off for work with the tasteless memory of the night before
I felt the smoke nearby
Like a velvet cloud
And before my thoughts interfered, she arrived
Through the corner of the sneakiest building
With the sunlight betraying me with its rays wrapped around the shard
The knife
The instrument I found would be the Unholy arrival of my heart
And with it she plunged
It dwelled
I gasped
Before the sunlight was graved by a purple darkness
Why I say
And as I couldn’t see the physicality of it,
I could hear the rising of her lips to a smirk
And Death shot both eyes back to normal
Following
