riennecompte

[riennecompte]

the person i love more than anything is gone and doesn't even know that they are loved like this, a fascist pedophile who would see me die is taking power, and my career project is missing a critical milestone

do i pack it up and hit the bricks, cop out to where nobody will ever find me?

what else can i do?

[riennecompte]

i wish it was you

[riennecompte]

and she quietly fashions her new clothes from

her death by the blade

as she wonders if she will ever be whole again

[riennecompte]

rotten to the core means

a rotting core, right?

then that must be me

as it seems my love is quiet water

it stagnates and decays

it is pressurized and explodes

when they always told me it was

aqua pura, aqua vida, shimmering and true

but now, flowing from all the wrong cracks

pushing the dike apart

and causing mayhem in the mountain village

she just wants to be a river

[riennecompte]

i want to shout your name from the treetops

to crack like thunder over the vastwoods

for all to hear, to echo forever

what was your name again?

[riennecompte]

ev'ry step and breath honors you y roots wind the rock filling your pit in me y sand you walked was enough is it still? wire scarred and twisted, fruiting past y vine slow as y mountain

[riennecompte]

my blade rang true across your chest 

not deep enough to be fatal, I knew

but enough to disengage, enough to end your vindict 

empty aggression behind y clouded edge 

you fell and crimson rain mirrored the sky 

y grey hiss and y green whisper 

alle weeping in a chorus 

it didn't have to come to this 

you knew better, once upon a time, 

and taught me so 

y hole in the wall that freezes y room 

can only be patcht with y hearth's warmth

drops bead on your face

y cold sets in 

y spring wants more from this place than I can give it 

i turn and free myself from the muddling grove 

bound where you dared me not to go 

you knew better once

[riennecompte]

you led a false light

envelop’d in mire, lost in rain’s shroud

fated will-o'-wisp, siren fæ

what drew your eye?

y cane’s heartbeat or y dwindling glow i carry,

i know not

but i am lost

y light is swallowed

like y final gnaw on y bone

[riennecompte]

envelope e in forest an fen

sewn into green tugging a golden thread

pulling y razor line through moss drizzle

cutting none and daring all

fore’er a line from death

this life will patch the treework

and illuminate the path

[riennecompte]

a gilt soul pass’d me in train

bringing y light bright as dawn, piercing steel

fir’d like a flare out of sight

i chase y sunrise north

have i found your glow again already?

[riennecompte]

calamity occurs at y knife pointe

yet y table stands with but a mar

why doest e state it ruined?

[riennecompte]

cœur brisé

cœur dispersé

travl’rs found wayside, one by one

treasured and separate

ne’er thout to unite y shards

whilst it be alle e want for

to form y truest jewel

[riennecompte]

i still think of you

alleways

you’r gold in alle cracks of my being

you smitht me whole

rebirtht in wrathful flame 

then i movt homeward

filt myself with tea 

and wept throu the seam