Twisted Branches Intertwine
- Ayesha Ali
- Dec 25, 2024
- 3 min read
Twisted branches intertwine
Longing for a splitting vine
Cracks streaking through blooming moss
Isolated ragged cloth
Tarnished tattered broken pieces
Shattering glass mirrors
Spraying shards all around
Misery crashing down
Lakes ripple endlessly
Falls dripping commodities
Luxury and all its worth
Bitter sarcasm doesn’t hurt
Bubbly, mirthy laughs
Gaunt giggling disguising lies
That haunt ever-looming eyes
Royalty as spoiled as time
Aging like fine wine
Pour the crimson in the cup
Sweater kilter cardigan shrug
Goblet dress and bourbon mug
Coffee stains and all its pictures
Diamonds cold standing in bleachers
Color fading at a loss
Wondering what’s the cost
Pour it down, and gush it slow
Everything will on go
Everything will on go
Pain hidden
Deep inside
A-midst all the lies
Stab it in between the heart
Knife plunge
Smile : part
Keeping it held close
Balled fists
Musky rose
Take it in and plunge it deep
Now you go, off to sleep
Masks that crack and splinter; shatter
Everything in torn tatters
Cup it up and take a drink
Shiny glasses make a clink
Water wine roses slow
Everything will on go
Everything will on go
Chest heart deep plunge
Knife sword
Scars deep
Wounds in between the feet
Smile manic torn fun
Smirk smear paint splatter
Everything in torn tatters
Everything in torn tatters
Nothing will ever matter
Nothing will ever matter
Navy sky glittering stars
Heavens galore
Here we are
Fall back
Deep slow
Everything will on go
Everything will on go
Fall fly
Heal die
Everything will on go
Everything is is slow
Phase in
Phase out
Cut it open
Sew its eyes
Bead it’s mouth
Hair ties
Woven lies
String yarn lines slow
Everything we will go
Everything we will go
Watch it fall
Take a spill
Now to go for the kill
Stab plunge deep slow
Parry parry crouch and thrust
Drowning in glitter dust
Wings ashen
Everywhere
Splintered feathers strewn about
Hearts bursting at the mouths
Crumbling powdered dust
With the scent of husky musk
Flail around in extra flair
With good measure, stab the air
Drama is as trauma does
Everything will on slow
Everything will on go
Gash gush gold rush
Golden twinkling sparkling eyes
Gleaming in fervent disguise
Piercing through white lies
Cup it up and drink it slow
Everything will on go
Wispy clouds float by
Darkening bloody skies
Shaky intakes of a breath
Calming done redeeming death
Enunciate every word
Till the last of the herddie
Drop it in and drop it slow
Everything will on go
Everything will on go
Imagine as dreams do
A plague like the flu
Dam those spiny bones
Crackling crumbling slabs of stone
That form broken homes
More like houses with people
Just empty yet so filled
It gives them such a thrill
Walls built
Homes of stone
Logs trees
Birds bees
Leaves flowers
Close is the hour
Fauna flora fever flush
Continue on the wings of a thrush
Confine cave corner
Cage me like a tiger
Bird cornered as may be
Wire trap and taut dreams
Wire rope and flinging ladders
Mesh nets and reel lines
Salty sea air
Fine times
Grill sear and charcoal ash
Modern times
Give it a pass
Lull me at late sleep
Insomnia at 3
Aesthetic pleasing sharp shrills
Time to go for the kill
Time to go for the kill
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