Self-deprecation is worth its weight in smoldering phoenix-ashes and baby unicorn tears.
or; spitting teddy grahams all over the place
Published on January 15, 2007 By SanChonino In Poetry
Leaves of azure brush my lips
Clock is ticking back the time
Flakes of ashes cover me
Reason wavers through the rhyme

Luminescence frightens me
I feel safer in the dark
First my skin begins to sting
This pain leaves its wicked mark

First the light devours my eyes
It burns deep into my soul
My heart palpitates again
I'm consumed, I'm burning whole

I've become a phantom, flayed
Like a creature in the light
Darkness dissipates, divides
In the face of failing night

Will you leave me in this place?
Will you let me wither still?
Will you leave me in this place?
Will you let me falter still?



© 2006 Braeden Jones

Comments
on Jan 15, 2007
Nice, mate. Well, not nice, but you know what I mean.   

This could be song lyrics for sure.
on Jan 15, 2007
Yeah, I think I will.

Good job.
on Jan 15, 2007
This could be song lyrics for sure.


That's the plan. I've been working on music for them . . . we'll see what happens.
on Jan 15, 2007
Yeah, I think I will.


I figured. Chump.
on Jan 20, 2007
Nice San Cho!
on Jan 20, 2007
Now that is damn good.

~Zoo