Unvarnished Words 2012-13

Dreaming of Being a Star

by Alex Payne your lips move like a stuttering soliloquy reciting rehearsed lines from the prose of your mind but the subtext of your heart proves you a liar your curvaceous silhouette conceals your sly hesitance but the contours of your heart bulge through the scars in your skin not cuts but scars cuts are endodermal but these scars are endocardial they are cardinal like the color of your blood as it frees itself from the prison of your wrists shackled hate unfettered from arteries arteries so clogged that mere breath is stolen from you lungs filled with regret plagued from the infection of past deeds cloistered by apprehension and blundered trust you are recluse shamed by reckless love and blackmailed happiness trust born of a virgin too naive to discern and your bones were made of glass, stained glass stained blue by despair and shattered by cutting bitterness from broken promises the cons in their speech led to knives in your back your pride lies murdered in the streets of abusive relationships you’re  abandoning  ship but smooth seas never made a skilled sailor so you take a ship called emotion and sail her sail her farther west than sins were cast joy castrated from your heart a weary soul casts a shadow of impotence on unsuspecting travelers but you travel alone bearing the burden of darkness entirely willing to trade intimacy for a quiet conscience and passion for sane thoughts you travel alone a lone wanderer or maybe a soul wanderer they say not all who wander are lost but you are lost 21