Rob W. Scott 'Room 213'

Swim limbless

Crushing love lost

Arcing lengthy episodic

Pull me where

You live like salt-water

Stretching

Reaching you

and doomed

As in doomed with love

Fate-like jaws

and gnawing limbs to escape

but bloodless to die

In snowy halo

and lacking hello

to die

Goodbye

They surround

and soundless abound

opinion like cancer

probed, not found

teen and teened unbound

unwound

begging for calamity

unresound

In this town in its unreflected angry eye

in gaze unfurled

encased

inbound

3

At root

in passing

selfish lasting

like wine

to vine

to berry

hiding

In voice

and choice

and seeking ever

Tear me down

Betray me never

You should know by now

Envictimed yet asking how

This damage will replace

this loss

spiral vision

at twice it's cost

betray me

hold me

Pin me down

Unroot my heart

from blooded ground

and fold me

Fling me

All

Around

Memory

to snuff away

in sharp repose

to working day

Smell

forget

Touch

forget

Bury it all

and crush my vices

call last call

Stumble

Careen from arm to arm

Beg for the one that do me harm

Look for pity in angry eyes

Look for anger in disguise

and punish

with reign'd control

forgo forgiving

remain untold

crush myself

and fallen,

Fold

I did not sleep

tonight

I thought of you

with all my might

and praised myself

for some restraint

Yet hate myself

for selfish taint

I have been nowhere

break

my soul for you

Gleaned nothing

praised nothing

but my heart I try to mold

to you

but your love like echoes

haunts this day

and all I can stand

and do is pray

an earless god

an angry god

inflicting sacrificial pain

and here it's

3 am

and I'm painfully awake again

6

Flanked

Covered

in it's breed

Dulcet

Candid

In it's need

And follows

Edging

thru this ire

splendidly

Skin

on skin

bendingly

Tacit

Turningly

Fire

on

Now

fire

wary

and carve out

nary

an etched

pause

and

still

unspoken

from lock'd

jaws

7

for you

a moment

childlike

in repose

and knowing

depth

comes flung amid

the shallows

from its close

Where begin

the truth

of madness

aching to drive sense to home

and close upon it

with

darkened compass

and portend

it's will

to roam

x
for want

and wanton

waking up

to work

and shirk

and moving up

for cars

and bars

that enclose me

to friends

with ends

entightenlingly

for love

and hate

the twins

we mate

to cut our loss

ingratiate

and wine and dine

time to time

and sew

the vine

for tomorrow

beg

to steal

or borrow

and brush

so

lightly

against

the

hips

of

fait

accompli

8
Errant

Prolonged

the door slams

from the wind

the Log

rolls off the fire

Sparking

the

Kiss

Caress

and touch

And Kiss

thru

it's growing

power

It come amiss

Of time it knows

not who

and surrenders

but it's view

to warrant

all return

to it's time

in which she burn

For cutting strings

is no release

when she will show

thru lapsing

Peace

when swallowed whole

antique

in premise

our solid role

10
Cannot

Touch

cannot Talk

eye to eye

we

Fail

Shouldn�t

Reach

Shouldn�t click

distance

as a veil

Wouldn�t see

Wouldn�t look

unfortified

travail

Fear to look

fearing touch

but something in the mail

and curling back

from the

teeth

assail

you

assail