Carry away the gossamer soul in arms unrecognized,
Arms disproportionately strong from years of tugging
Against the shackles of life, unmatched with the chest
That is strong enough to hold up the burden of a heart
That bleeds and beats and begs for the adventures it lost.
The adventures coiling along the inside of the bottle
Green with envy, green with desire, green with luck.
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Slip hands into the stream of the quantum, the dreams
Pulsing and pounding at exhausted temples going grey.
Give up a little of that desire to feed the cosmic hunger
Gnawing at bones riddled with success and the looming,
Ever-present shadow of unrealized potential, the impossible
Dream of doing just a little more, tasting another molten star.
There are diamonds caught here, in between clean molars.
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And there is a hunger in that burning soul to excavate them.
This is an arms race with the swirling hands of the universe,
A beating of the chests to see whose ribs will crack first,
To see who will die without tasting the silver tongue of the devil.
He must be hunted first, found second, and seized last of all.
Then it is a matter of peeling open his ribs, devouring his heart,
And swallowing the supernova of all that could have been.
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Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Breathtaking! Your masterful use of words and imagery shines in every style! Definitely have to agree with Caroline and Rachel: stunning and spellbinding!
Gosh you have a gift for making words come to life - definitely felt the line about the ever present shadow of unrealized potential. This was stunning.
The imagery in this is just spellbinding
Beautifully done, Silver - I love the line about diamonds between clean molars!
Very vivid! What I’ve come to expect from the mind of Silver Daux!
This would be incredible to hear, see, performed. I feel like that last line falls like a dropped mic, like a silent turn from the audience and walk off stage. So much going on in here, as ever, and while it is beautifully surreal, it also feels very real. Just sheer brilliance. As we say in Glasgow, "Pure dead brilliant"