Black Marble

[shanmonster]

She took out her chisel
When I cried out your name
And my voice was all chipped away.
She took out her grindstone
When my heart cried for you.
And my heartbeat was soon ground away.

You’re not with me. Not like me.
You’re blackened flesh, and you’re blackened bone.
I’m black marble. Cold black marble.
She might not be me, but I am her and alone.

Even when I thought I was right.
Even when I thought life was smooth.
Even when we were together
I was wrong, and in rough shape.
But she saw me, what slept within.
You’re not with me. Not like me.
She saw then. She sees now.
She sees what will soon be found.
What will soon be.
What very soon will be.

You’re not with me. Not like me.
Oh my god, you’ll never be with me.
I’m black marble. Cold deadened marble.
She is not me, but I am her and alone.

Comments

[ayamikhan.livejournal.com]

I saw Gary Numan then read your poetry, beautiful words. I hope you don't mind me hearing them with Tubeway Army-esque music backing them.

Now I think I'm going to dig out My Shadow In Vain, and Steel And You. Run, neighbours, time for some cyberman music.

[daughty.livejournal.com]

Beautiful. Somehow it really appeals to me and reminds me of my current emotional state....