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Jun 07, 2012
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S L I D E R > D A Z E
crepuscule
here comes the light
slipping from your fingers
like a bolt of rotten satin
your soul lingering
like silverware on chains
your ways are crawling
night is falling
and she will come to you
her thrust within the chest
like a cry in the hidden room
tear stain lush
hush hush
your heart shall rust
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
13 years ago
Dear Steven,
This piece gave me chills to read, like someone walking over my grave. Very well written!
always, Cat (& eddy)
Esker
13 years ago
Disturbing is an art
it has taken years to write a work
that comes looking easy
A lot of discarded writing
at fifty it finally gels up
but Ive been wanting to write like
this since I was thirteen
I enjoy the internet for its spooky themes
real and imagined
there is something magnetic about the
work of Poe and others of their day
they did not focus on the social commentary
but the real story and I think thats what
makes things timeless
Thank You
Esker
13 years ago
"finally gets up"
wanted to say Get it
but I like this better
Its like the persona of horror writing
gets up Like something animated
something evoked
Roscoe Lane
13 years ago
My freind,
My freind you have a unique way when you write, that i love. As i've said before i may not always understand but i shall always read your works This one gives me a feeling of a person lost in sadnness, and the lines, hush hush, your heart shall rust, are brilliant. Regards Roscoe..