caffeinated

[addy]

Love the mood of this piece, with great undercurrents . Very nicely done.

I do not have the heart for war,
and yet peace finds restless feet... excellent opener. i don't think you even need the "..."

pacing on tacks
my sentry runs circles of blood and elegant deceptions. Interesting balance of imagery
outdated, posted pictures of drawn lines,
charcoal scrubbed clean beneath the smudges and antediluvian calm
of spotless fingernails.

chalked sidewalks talk beneath the facade
of grass
as phone lines serve for memory,
overgrown and silent. I like how this description works for the grass, the phone lines, and even memory. I am terribly fond of this part for some reason.

the windowpane still beckons,
precious little moonbeams rapping caffeine keys i found it odd that you described the keys as caffeinated but that's just me
as I type our story into bedtime ritual,
tucking frayed edges in against the cold.

*novelty*
I shudder.

hindsight of the first admission,
liquescent on the uncircumcised tongue
scraped and gasped into the midnight of staccato longing.

taptaptapping
lacing your message into DNA,
curling it as a ribbon upon scissor blades.

step away from the window...

...we are sowing the wind with bad seed,
with apathetic ire and retributions. I like the open-endedness of this, which kind of matches the insomniac feeling