aviisevil

aviisevil Mar 29

here I am

here I come

thy kingdom calls

as I am

as I'll be undone

inside these walls

there won't be a name

nothing to love and hate

and that is all

there is nothing at all

so let the years fade
into the distance

so let the smile cut
open your throat

there is no hurt
there is no despair

there is only
you

#self

aviisevil Mar 28

cushioning

there is a friend
in silence

in serried coffers
of heavy air

carving pieces
of you to feed the
lullabies

stifling the last
of convulsions

leaving the rest
to fall asleep

in arms of the
white noise

#life #friend #night

aviisevil Mar 26

the world I loved is gone

between sunrise
and sunsets

confined bone
and flesh

nests an ocean
that cannot sleep

each drop a
breath escaped

where it pours
in the sorrow

of everything
in mourning

for eyes that
do not speak

#life #sad

aviisevil Mar 2

yellow sun

when did you go
grey?

I asked the yellow
sun

I've watched you
as you've watched
me

grow from young
summer

to an autumn that
nests in comfort of
a heavy blanket

worn down with
every breath of the
weary chore

how come we're
so old now?

#life

aviisevil Feb 21

barren

they do not speak
the silence—

of wilderness that grows
in fractured walls

they take for a smile
and nothing else

until the lips rupture
and bleed into the soil

sowing teeth in rooms
with locked doors and
boarded windows

where the pendulum
spirals in circles

the kingdom of
nothing else and
no one—

burning in slivered
nights

#sad

aviisevil Feb 11

Ministry of presence

they come and talk between
the lines and I tell them I am
here and listening

countless hours and
countless words spent

I turn the pages and I
write them down and I
show them

the drying ink on
the counter

to look for themselves
in the emptied spring they
call by my name

that they can take to
their hearts desire

and fear not for me
I gently whisper to the
winds

let them all
come

#love

aviisevil Feb 1

That Is All

to have lived everyday
not knowing the colour of
the morning sun

such is my burden of
nothingness

that has made a home
somewhere deep within
me

slowly emptying into
the expanding sorrows

finding not one and
nothing to hold on to

as the world spins every
twenty four hours back to
square one

that is all that I have to
call of my own

a chain of thought
amplifying the silence

ten thousand steps back
and forth going nowhere

black coffee that tastes
like cigarettes

pointless letters to
no one

that is all that I have to
call of my own

#life #dark