Salt & Bleach in Poetry is the Window to the Soul...

And sometimes the inspiration comes from letting your bleeding heart stain the words on the pages..

“Salt & Bleach”

Fuck your heart
Fuck your mind
Fuck your love
Fuck your quiet
I don’t want you
I can’t stand you
Everything love creates
Crumbles around you

You are salt
You are bleach
You are the worst
At honesty
So hold on hard
Hold me tight
Pretend again
You are not the very
Absence of light!

I fell hard
Thought you rare
My voice coaxed you
Got so close to you
Wore you soft
Wore you true
Like a crushed green velvet
Corset of desire
So very sultry
Silky and smooth

While you were more
Cheap burlap
In the sack
A coarse lover
Eager to want
Attention mad
Swallowing love
Like a starving lion
Devours a man!

And all I wonder is
Did I ever even
Fucking matter!?

You are salt
You are bleach
The kind of love
That only bleeds
I forgave you once
Oh, I forgave you twice
Loved you forever
For always
And I’ve paid the price!

You were my always
My promise of forever
Instead you are
The homicide of trust
With such a pretty face
A true harlequin
In low-cut lace
You are a shallow
Unsteady place

You are salt
You are bleach
Hard to swallow
Impossible to please
The very first part of
Bitter-sweet!

You held reckless
My heart and a glass
The Goblet of Forever
But you are oil-based
Such a slippery thing
Selfish at heart
Only you matter
So easily distracted
Soon my heart falls
As too the glass
Both find the floor
Shattered at last!

You are salt
You are bleach
You are the worst
At honesty
Heartless harlot
Tethered to me
And any man
That pays you heed
Let me go
Let me breathe
I am tapping out
On you & me

You are salt
You are bleach
You are the worst
At honesty
Wear with pride
Your scarlet letter
You have earned it
Still, you manage to matter
You are an ink stain of the heart
Name tatted on my chest
My love is For Always
For Forever
A catastrophic kind of
Lasting disaster

© Brian Milici
April 26, 2015

I edited, revised, changed, added, removed and abused this thing for the past two days. This is why I never edit. I write. I hit save. Post it. And run away. lol. Sorry if it’s choppy as hell and bizarre for that very reason.

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May you always find your smile.

Last updated April 27, 2015