Mercury
Virgo the Virgin and Gemini the twins
Hot lead pours down my throat. Such fierce words from a word collector. There is no competition. You're the ruler of an abandoned ship. The leader of an army bored out of its mind. Razor sharp claws analyzing every inch of history. You're a fickle one with an appetite for perfection. I try to elevate myself to reach your sense of nirvana. Did anybody catch your quick rotation? A hostile revelation. You're always 100 steps ahead. We conquered empires together but vanquished all in the ruins. We abolished inferiority. We cursed ourselves for our humanity. Our weaknesses were nonexistent. Who made us judges and executioners? You're always right even when you're wrong. You're every bit of a fortress just like this song. Why are we responsible for our own suffering? We're too busy to save yourselves. We can't look ourselves in the mirror. Our momentary bliss will doom us all.
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Anna Torres
I’m a 37-year old mother. I love reading, metal music, and writing. I have begun writing again since 2021
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Radium Tongue
The time had come to make a decision. It creeps up behind me and lingers. It stares at me while I’m asleep. It checks the time on its watch in anticipation. The road leads to its inevitable conclusion where I must make a choice. I have contemplated this path for years. Being unhappy was a burden I never would have chosen to carry. I was just a walking upright skeleton with no stake in a future. Predisposed to despondence. Bravery is a trick I'm still learning. My courage has yet to find me. I lay naked in purgatory but know this is not the final destination. Life has gone stagnant and now I'm in survivor mode. I feel like a cryptic humanoid wearing human skin. I'm just a vessel of my former self, masquerading as a hollow shell. The killer is one of us and I am the volunteer for this ritual. I must remove this savage dead weight like an anchor that keeps me afloat. I will dive down before I ever let you drown me. You did what you felt was right but your self-righteousness will be your undoing. A radium tongue will never serve you well. Your jaw will be unhinged amidst the decay within your lungs. Agent Orange has no control over you. Napalm couldn't do any worse than you. My warhead will erupt all over your ill-conceived affairs. Zyklon B is nothing compared to your eventual radiation downfall. Your sickness infects your mind and body as you fall victim to your own delusions. Prolonged exposure will suit you just fine. The truth will never fall from grace. You will not cheat in this life race. The shortcut will take you there but you won't find what you seek. Desperation has made you a fallen gladiator in an arena full of spectators. The tigers will have your bones, I will take your false teeth. I will take all your hypocrisies and deceptions and force them to tell the truth. Look me in the eye and admit your guilt. You are the coward you never wanted to be. You are the insincere sincerity I used to call my love. I was under false impressions. I was deluded into thinking love and hate went hand in hand. Love cannot exist where hate resides. Respect cannot live where resentment dwells. There is animosity that extends beyond the grave. There is hostility that prevails beyond death. You are the stroke of genius that allowed this path to unfold. You took the first plunge and I had no choice but to follow your example. Your tongue of radium gave birth to this revolution. I will be eternally grateful for your sacrifice
By Anna Torres5 months ago in Poets
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