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[dredpiratebunny]

when once these nights were electric
when lightning was the trading of souls for breathing
she laughed and silver fell.

she is touched by ghosts now
she lays quiet
relives the moments of right then right now
the beams trail across the walls
burn the white paint whiter still
her pupils fight against it
her arms strain against the light

the liquid of her heart puddles to the floor
breaking apart when her toes cut through
unable to cling to her ankles
her sin the continued deep breathing, the pulse in her thumbs

redemption dances on the grass outside
flaunts the sun
kicks clouds and trees

she pulls closed the curtains
dreams of currents and fire
curses her skin for its outside screaming

she breathes still
she still breathes

Comments

[alekryan.livejournal.com]

the liquid of her heart puddles to the floor
breaking apart when her toes cut through

I especially like this part, nice imagery.

[lapiratascura.livejournal.com]

wow - i stopped breathing until i read the last line and realized i wasnt!