#510 (draining the barrel)[collab]

drained the whole barrel

not a drop spilled, every letter

etched into my heart,

the lines already fading

 

filled to overflowing I

release myself fully my

thoughts to tears, tears to ink

heart splashed along the page

 

myself became

the missing link, poured

all inside emotions growing

the scratching quill, it kept me

going

 

left alone I’d scarce contain them

broken, pouring forth

released and rearranged

this ink it serves to heal me

 

bequeathed an oath of black

and blue, my lids are windows

shining through, the faintest

trace of long lost longing

 

my heart the inkwell

dipping in, the words spill

down and out across this page

until at last my eyes close

 

as Morpheus’ kiss it is I chose

the stranded lines they pour

again, into and from, beyond

my reach, the pillow had

some dreams to teach.

 

© Tara Caribou & Matthias Grupe

 

Picture: rawpixel via unsplash

 

Note:

This was a wonderful

collaboration with

Tara, you can find her work here

the verses in italic are strung

by her, the plain ones, I wrote.

5 Comments

    1. That’s a really nice thing to say. 🌙 Thank you, I wish you well in your writing endeavors, don’t give yourself too little credit, though!

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