by hiraeth   Jun 8, 2016


i stole baby's breath from your antechamber;
because i have lost my voice.

in absentia, i've swum with blackbirds
(a baker's dozen) in bleu de france,
breeding mayflowers from
the sheer warmth of nostalgia.
contemplating ars poetica with euterpe
in insincere canals of venice
concluding that
"poesie est de souffrir".
[poetry is suffering]

alors, je vais souffrir toutes les nuits
pour vous...non, pour moi.
[so, I will suffer every night for you...no, for me]

...i was the one to shatter teacups,
hoping one day it might
come together whole,
not by kintsukuroi
because words are never golden
and there is rarely beauty
in being broken...

your bleeding heart knows
no bounds of empathy,
so i will not speak in asphalt-grey.

you said:

"he is an apex predator
who preys on the vulnerable
(the weak - the caring)
luring them with
the saccharine
only to mutilate you
and convince you,

it was entirely your fault."


i am the sleep-gatherer:
blanketing luna with quilt
woven with knitted insomnia,
limiting kaleidoscopic light
to six hours a day.

eighteen hours for the hunt:

six to sway sacrificial lamb,
three to elicit emotions
eight to elegantly eviscerate

one to wonder why i am the victim.

it's my presence that hurts you.

i remember you too -

the skies brought letters you penned:

"words are pauper when they are sporadic,
and come night-fall, the candle is unlit.
your words were used to shimmer
when they fell of yosemite
february-marchish mournings."

i am a pendulum coming to rest;

...a pendulum coming to rest.

it's my absence that hurts you.


i think,
i've stitched enough confessions into starry night.

je ne parle pas, le haut-parleuer parle en toute la verites
dans le silence, nous parlons parce je ne vais pas trouve mots
[i do not speak, the speaker will speak truths,
in silence, we speak because I will not find words]



je t'ai blesse.
[ I only hurt you].

a glimpse of life : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvdtKK-UaE0


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  • 1 year ago

    by Darren

    Judges comment

    Okay, I have read the whole thing 4 times now. Is it a work of art or a ramble from a madman? I don't know. I love the non-title. I love the pace of the whole thing and the tone used is brilliant. Do I understand it?
    No, not even now. Did I enjoy reading it?
    Very much so and that is why it is worth 4 points.

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  • 1 year ago

    by GB

    The piece of music you provided at the bottom is just fantastic, I couldn't fully relate it to the beautiful verse but I know very well how far we can go when music inspires us.
    Mixing English and French was more than harmonic, smooth and elegant.
    Thank you so much for sharing

  • 1 year ago

    by NM

    This was dope

  • 1 year ago

    by Poetess

    How do you write such crazy awesome stuff??