she spoke obsidian

she spoke obsidian



she spoke obsidian to me
like oblivion that leaked from her lips
cheek-like obsession. and an onyx backdrop.
screaming -it's worth breaking
if it's worth believing. in.side those eyes.
it's always reliving.

and I wore her sorrow like tear-stained romances
torn out of my notebook. she didn't allow metaphors
-shoving a page into my chest. the ink eats me.
and she's speaking in starless skies
like a magician that's lost their touch.

she asked me if I'd dance the heartache with her-
with the somber songs singing ebony eccentrics. I'm lost
and she'd break mirrors like some modern age picasso
telling me how it's abstract- to count the years
until she's free. dumbly speaking pitches
like the black that flows from the pen
she's shoving into my veins.

and she'd tell me she's livid.
melodrama and mixed drinks. she takes the time
to speak. -s.c.r.e.a.m

and it's midnight, she sings.
her lips touch mine. and she whispers. breathe.

just breathe.

• On Tuesday, January 22, 2008, RequiemExMortis (18) wrote:
  
  Interesting. The images penned strike my mind in almost touching ways. Nicely done.
  
  
• A former member wrote: A very beautiful write in my opinion, I love the beginning. Thanks for sharing, really loved reading it.
  
  
• On Wednesday, February 14, 2007, Disassembly Boy (79) wrote:
  
  Very nice write, I enjoyed it much. :) thanks for sharing.
  
  
• On Saturday, January 27, 2007, Mari (530) wrote:
  
  who the fuck are these poems about? i sure as hell wanna meet this girl
  
  
• On Saturday, January 20, 2007, slow.burn.star (93) wrote:
  
  ~~your ink, eats me. xxx fantastic jewel of a poem. *star
  
  
• On Tuesday, January 16, 2007, Bella Butchery (949) wrote:
  
  i somehow felt relieved when i read this, never really felt that before when reading, this was... im speachless speachless... applause is deserved
  
  
• On Sunday, January 14, 2007, sIo (796) wrote:
  
  if i ask you to kill me after every word you write i'd be dead long enough to prove you've broken my heart.
  
  
• On Tuesday, January 9, 2007, PoeticHellion (211) wrote:
  
  I think I almost like this one more than She Spoke Sanguine. Almost. ♥
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Anna Helianthus (972) wrote:
  
  "and I wore her sorrow like tear-stained romances torn out of my notebook. she didn't allow metaphors"..this might be one of my new favorites. so beautiful and soft..yet roaring with power. you're amazing, love.
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Instant Insanity (666) wrote:
  
  "torn out of my notebook. she didn't allow metaphors" I loved that stanza ][ ][
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, dying angel (1076) wrote:
  
  i especially loved the ending. this is gorgeous jon.
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Lynaes (1028) wrote:
  
  "shoving a page into my chest. the ink eats me".. wow. Talk about digging into a person's core. This is amazing, Jon.
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Mahakala (235) wrote:
  
  Another beautiful write Jon... I am in awe of your talent...
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Mylissa (1128) wrote:
  
  I am in love...touching and beautiful.
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Alanarchy (1487) wrote:
  
  Reminds me of a Thursday song. "And she's speaking is starless skies like a migician that's lost their touch" One of my all time favorite lines. This whole thing vibed. Excellent, brother mamma jamma.
  
  
• On Monday, January 8, 2007, Arianna (112) wrote:
  
  just another in this series that takes my breath away Jon. *muwah*
  
  
• On Sunday, January 7, 2007, Strabo (40) wrote:
  
  I like the imagery. especially speaking obsidian - very nice
  
  
• On Sunday, January 7, 2007, hate_doll (306) wrote:
  
  there are imperfections in everything, especially beauty and love...wonderful