#120 (skinned passion)

photo credit: Matthias Geh

you skinned my passion

and pinned it to the wall

nowhere near and my feet

broke while breaking my fall

my heart bleeding glitter

all my worries were raving

fame and fortune you were craving

and I unfollowed twitter

love was blind

I could see then

all the legends were true

as I shut down the unkind

my tongue kept turning blue

sacred places I’ve seen

while unholy nights doomed

in the void and between

silent ravagers loomed

on the skin in my hands

some fresh scars badly healed

and my mind turned to quicksand

all your keepsakes were sealed

*20th January 2017




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