the silencer in the park

There is an emptiness within an emptiness somewhere beneath my soul around in the center where my heart goes. It knows how valuable I hold on to words like commitment and loyalty. I am fractured there now in the place I know you know, that somewhere beneath my soul around in the center where my heart goes. Or should I say grossly went and swam and danced and drank and whammed and half-slept and scammed through those common roads where common folk go to pretend a little. And though brittle they are they continue. I know I used to. I know we bloomed there to . Even when the road was packed with traffic and embarrassment we kept the trudge. merrily mingling and pumping and sucking for others to share in our love affair. I’d go back to the road alone if need be necessary to. tattoo you on my wrist too let time include forever with you. squeeze out the blue from my lagoon and just let me hold you. No one gave hugs like you. catching my lungs in your ear. did you ever get the chance to hear my eyes close and my lungs fill in your most wonderful aroma. I’ve forgotten your face and the spaces they intrude are only digital and sadly mental. Its an awful permanently new feature I’ll never get used to.

Published by theseriousidiot

My purpose in life is a path of truth.

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