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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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