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Rachel Laliberty Poem
Time reflects that which we have saught
We've wandered over for many a year
Never quite knowing what our search was for
The memories of an age gone past, guide my steps
As I too, wander
Staggering on into the abyss that is the on coming life
I know not where this jagged path will lead
I flee form the shaddows of the night walkers
I flee into the hands of daybreak
Where I can see the juts in the road
The rocks that cut my feet
I can see the pain
And so I can avoid it
When the drapes close upon the sky I lose my way
Fall
My eyes are blind,
My ears can hear
The unfamiliar voices that rape my ears
The sounds that claw at the walls of my mind
They whisper to me
I scream at them
I tear at them in the dark
They taunt me
I run on
Upon this jagged path
Butterflies' blood is strewn across my step
The blood of the lamb as well
At night when the sounds are in there
In my head
I become the wolf
The lamb as my prey
But hush now
Don't speak
The drapes again pull away
Dawn approaches
And I am again a butterfly
I am again the lamb
Time as kept me wandering, on and on
Forever more
Running form the wolves inside my mind
Copyright © Rachel Laliberty | Year Posted 2011
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Rachel Laliberty Poem
The air is heavy with musk
That deep sensual scent that wraps around
The mind and chokes away sanity
It smothers the smell of sweat and cheap perfume
As he tries to wipe her crimson from his
Starched white collar
He throws some lifeblood in red-light's direction
He doesn't see her drink his life blood
Doesn't feel
Anything
When
(Standing on a raining corner)
She asks another man to bleed for her
So this man too can taste her crimson
He's there staring in the streaked mirror
in a cheap
motel bathroom
Wiping at the collar
Wiping at the evidence
Trying to hide
Behind the flashing neon lights that filter through
The cracked venetian blinds.
Copyright © Rachel Laliberty | Year Posted 2011
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