Alchemy

She wore madness on her face like an

expression; those self-induced flickers

of uncertainty inside the pale hues of her iris

represent something dark, some trembling secrets

sewn across the edges of her mind, of chaos. She

wrapped herself in her beauty and vulnerability,

a blanket of stars and fire and so easily,

she caused the unrealities to become realities

with her meticulous alchemy, securing, augmenting

tears and melancholy with chemicals

distilled from her poisonous past, the everlasting

genesis of justice, the immortal core of reason—

where she first died, emerged, and gave birth

to herself—where she rejoiced, celebrated

her own diabolical victory—feeding her

dreams to the devil while her heart—lost,

forever, in her own silhouette.

 

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5 comments

  1. Ed · November 28, 2011

    Really great! Listening to your mix “The World Stopped for Me” while reading it. I really enjoy your stuff! Keep up the fantastic work!

  2. slpmartin · November 15, 2011

    Love the whole concept embedded in the title and the lines of the verse…very much enjoyed this one.

  3. Eve Redwater · November 15, 2011

    I love the evolution of each word! Plus the image for this poem is lovely, where is it from? 🙂

  4. Vampire Weather · November 15, 2011

    You are a word samurai! I adore the way you can evolve your thoughts and craft your lines. This is stunningly beautiful. I read the first few lines and was absolutely inspired to run off and write my own poetry, but I forced myself to keep reading first…it is simply brilliant! Great work

  5. flyingodiva · November 14, 2011

    Love this.

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