Cover to cover

Cover to cover

I am made of porcelain
Fragile and shaped, complex by very nature
The gazing eyes stare steady and wash their way over my reality
Twisting turns and curves, round and flat, stagnate is the taste of the colorless opaque
Smooth to the touch, with rocky substance, glossed over with pasting’s and walls
Shielded and fragile, defenseless to the fingerprints of the pass wearer
Taste my contents and pass me along, cold product filled with a hot fluid
Acidic to the tongue
You know, that corrosive sting and rough texture, the way it leaves you flicking it
Like a overheated coffee to the tip of your tongue
Scrapping it against your teeth till it bleeds, secretly you just wanted to taste the blood
Monotony is just the success of tragedy told true within this porcelain rim
Text lines and images you can’t understand but for your own eyes
Can you visualize the way my fingers turned red, the blisters and ink stained bruises
They lay out across my hands and eyes as the hours passed
Still shining smooth with this glassy feel
Glassy, but not transparent

The night shines silently across the abrasions and textiles that form the face you fell for
Shadows only appear when the light comes out

Hush, hush now
Can you taste, the way I kissed you from thousands of miles away
Can you feel my hand lacing through your fingers,
Can you feel my heart beat against your cold palms,
Can you hear me whispering with soft breaths,
Can you taste the acid dripping from my soul,
Hush, hush now baby
It’s burning through your footing with each smile you force
Each smile
Rub your oils along my back
Spined and ribbed with contortions unknown to anyone, but your riddle reading eyes
Can you remember when I tore it out
And left you sitting there in tears
1815 miles away
I still watch the moon at 10 your 8


I am made of porcelain
I am made of porcelain
I am made of porcelain
I am made of porcelain
I am made of porcelain
Drop me and watch me shatter

_{Like I did oh so long ago.}