Nausea

For ever I would murder my temple,
leave it pining in a polluted field
that reeks of my red vodka vomit.
I could love you more than that,
for ever, and only for her.

Were you alone? I hoped not,
your snow shadow crossing my pain threshold,
encrusting shivers upon my spine.
I have known you. Again and again.
For ever I would tell you, through gritted teeth.

Daily you will lie,
though it stains me with fear,
and for ever I will not scream.

You were shot through your burgerheart
and I could not hear your snarls
any more than you could hear my regurgitation.
She is my chain, you should thank her.

For the hand you clutch, and the blood you suck.
For I could not do without you,
and your skin is thin when I turn.
I do love her more
and for ever I will hold your skin,
but not for you.
written: Thursday 21st December 2006, 12:57am

Well the imagery is very good as always with your poems but the meaning is beyond me.

For ever I would murder my temple,

This first line leaves me quite confused - its a temple in a religious sense, right? Not in a temple on your head? It just seems a bit random and is very difficult to understand straight off.

I could love you more than that,
for ever, and only for her.

This comes out quite suddenly and doesn't have much conjecture with what had already been said.

your snow shadow crossing my pain threshold,

Snow shadow? I don't quite get the reference.

Your word choice, for description and effect is flawless but I don't quite get what you are saying. Is the temple/snow shadow related to purity somehow?

I like your poetry, its unique and you use such effective imagery.

I think that Mad has pointed out what needs to be, but other than that, i loved this, keep up with your poetry you are extremely talented!

Meevs
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Temple as in body....duh.

I liked it, none-the-less.

Keep up the fresh writing...its much appreciated.