tHERst
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
A thirst stirs for her words
A thirst to be submerged in her verse
Surging hurt
Poured into work
Her SOUL exposed
Her Whole, composed
The gravity of her ink
Pushing me into a sky, divided
Pulling me over the event horizon
The storm brewing within
Moving the pen
The passion bends
Capturing rapture and Sin
Desire is a fire
Decimating all that falls
Slow
Like floating ashes
In the calm of the wind’s pause
Before it inhales
Then expels an exhale
That spins a splendor of cinder
that has rendered Hell
I watch vicariously
Aware of the
evil that lurks
No longer carried in sleep
Perched & Alert
W/no pause
Never still, it stirs
Its cause will be served
I am a musician, a poet, a comedian, and an aesthetic engineer. I am nobody and nobody is me.
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