Friday, December 30, 2011

Vintage Poetry: Damn Love

Why is love
So fucking aggravating
You give and you give
And you fucking give
What you don’t even have
And still more is expected
And demanded
And leeched

It can be the most
Beautiful prison
That will captivate
Your every thought
Your every movement
Your entire being
And you beg to be
Set free
Because the very shackles
Chafe and bruise your body
And dripping with blood
You offer even it
To the insatiable beast
With its snarling and biting
It frightens you
But as you shudder
From fear of its clench
You whisper for it
Never to desert you
Through stinging tears
And swollen throat

But you beg to be
Swept up in its flames
No matter how many times
You’ve been burnt
You heal your skin
You toughen up
Only to let yourself be
Whisked away in the
Confusing conflagration
As your flesh boils up
Your very bones scorched
Your pores themselves
Even call out hauntingly
For even your soul to be consumed

Stifled and stunted
Torn dozens of different ways
How are you
To ever know
When to truly trust it
Such a leap of faith
Is unnerving
And before it finally
Tears you completely apart
There’s a blinding light
And clarity
But the cloud of uncertainty
Forever lingers


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