Between dark masses,
She waxes and wanes,
Caught between the tide,
A wave or crash,
Title-- anonymous,
Name unknown,
The golden locks lie,
Straight-- as an arrow,
She doesn't see how perfect she be,
The heart remains,
Broken,
Soiled by some naked ghost,
Testing, tasting, licking her clean,
Nothing but bones,
Losing more, more,
Never enough, never thin, never paper,
Suck back the amphetamine,
Fill the void with blood,
Tiny postcards etched for the journey,
Skin on skin-- metal to flesh, goes,
Out with the old,
In comes the new,
Who's this girl?
Who's the figure in my head?
Wish to wake,
Long to sleep,
But death is so close,
I can hear it, taste it, feel it,
Between my heart.
©Ashley Leslie 2013
