Underground_Network
November 27th, 2010, 10:09 AM
A Hiroshima to the Heart
Upon her touch
The chambers of my heart
Fill with fluid and light.
Her blue eyes dart to mine,
Engraving their mark
In the luminescent crepuscule
Of my colander corneas.
With the motion of her hand,
Swaying toward my cheek
A barrel of inchoate bombshells
Empties its contents upon my chest,
Collapsing the rib cage,
Blowing a hole through the atria,
Leaving a gap in place of the ventricles.
Her smile shoots toward me,
A missile from a foreign land
Piercing the veil of corporeal hallucination,
Pervading the air I breathe,
Staining my once fertile fingertips
A calumnious black-ash.
Just as the glistening of her smile
Diverts itself to my pupils,
My eyes invert and let go
Of their hold on space
By revealing a lighter shade
Of white.
The light displaces
Causing my eyes to saccade
And peer towards where she just stood,
Only to see mushroom clouds
Overtop a distant dazzling city,
Flourishing like flowers
In a graveyard garden.
Her absence leaves an abscess
In the center of my chest,
Her descent toward the flames
Beneath my feet
Hits me hard,
Engulfing me in a blaze of passion
As a Hiroshima to the heart.
Upon her touch
The chambers of my heart
Fill with fluid and light.
Her blue eyes dart to mine,
Engraving their mark
In the luminescent crepuscule
Of my colander corneas.
With the motion of her hand,
Swaying toward my cheek
A barrel of inchoate bombshells
Empties its contents upon my chest,
Collapsing the rib cage,
Blowing a hole through the atria,
Leaving a gap in place of the ventricles.
Her smile shoots toward me,
A missile from a foreign land
Piercing the veil of corporeal hallucination,
Pervading the air I breathe,
Staining my once fertile fingertips
A calumnious black-ash.
Just as the glistening of her smile
Diverts itself to my pupils,
My eyes invert and let go
Of their hold on space
By revealing a lighter shade
Of white.
The light displaces
Causing my eyes to saccade
And peer towards where she just stood,
Only to see mushroom clouds
Overtop a distant dazzling city,
Flourishing like flowers
In a graveyard garden.
Her absence leaves an abscess
In the center of my chest,
Her descent toward the flames
Beneath my feet
Hits me hard,
Engulfing me in a blaze of passion
As a Hiroshima to the heart.