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Lace yourself Around the hollow throat That leaks only whispers, For I engage in the merriment Of a thousand more speeches On what it means To see. You have found yourself Laying there Between birch and bramble, Of anything that can burn. Ropes tie your legs While your arms are chained above Your head, in…
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Bless yourself,Woman of the deepOf me.Your face has raindropsSuitable for consumption.Your aroma is taxingTo my strength.I falter,I weakenBefore your might. There is seduction in every wordThat leaks freeFrom your parted mouth.I eclipse nothing of joyFor your moment in the sun.I blot out the smearsBefore they set. You no longer need to weepWhen love is there…
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The state, The waiting game Of your eyes upon the lane, Where our roads will cross, Where our fields shall know loss. As I see thee, I want to say That nothing in the world matters. Your beauty Is an image of my defeat. My arms are long As they hang. My tears wet roses…
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I am nowhere near To being held In arms so lifeless, so dear, That they drown with the waves Of your unsaid words. Your body has been laid In a murky bathtub, Filled with the tears that were never shed, Filled with the words that were never said, Filled with the blood that was never…
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“Growth is elevated to the point of comfort. To that degree, humans must decline in numbers so that external stability is generated. Survival is the most prominent necessity for any organism, making life so precious in its fight to remain.” – Modern Romanticism Many factors exist within what is to be said, here. Though, two…
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“Human reproduction would not be possible, without trust. For we trust another with our nude form, in its most vulnerable state, unarmored, unguarded, to the care of another. The human female, especially in this sense, makes trust all-the-more needed. She is the carrier to future generations. Human reproduction would be impossible, if a woman could…
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“Trust is the source to which we place it upon external communication. Without trust, we are blind. Even if there are things to not ever trust, do we not trust what we read? We hold the book in our hands, as we trust the words on the page, for knowledge’s sake. There are always things…
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“One does not know the definition of loss, until they’ve learned to love less of themselves, and more of something else. One knows the definition of selfishness, when they’ve taken more value to themselves, and less of everything else.” – Modern Romanticism
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“The phrase, ‘Nothing holds meaning’ possesses meaning. Thus, the contradiction lays upon Nihilism, making the truth that everything objectively holds meaning. It is even those who say that nothing has a meaning, who create a meaning, to what supposedly has none.” – Modern Romanticism
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Gratify me, Satisfy me With what makes you loathing Of me, In the deepest sea To where you feel. Splash me To gash me Beneath my eyes That I might drink the same demise Of your shadows pinned Upon the painted walls. I want to sleep, Though the moon is too bright, As your sight…
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I contemplate All the heavy weights Of a hundred years in the undertaking Of a life without knowing What it means to take a breath Beside the great movement to another’s chest. She has lost her sight, Though has granted me, my own. I am shielded by my own mourning. A storm of tears falls…
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How often Does a man Lead himself astray From the eyes that held the ocean, To now hold the barriers Quitting him from the dive? For you have torn me apart In your currents. I cannot bear to watch you weep With sullen smile To comfort me, for the while. You bleed, without need. I…
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