people with matchbook eyes
can’t understand which way we tick
seven strikes on film
like the broken bird upon your chest
now I know
stumble through sober breaths
collapse those mirrors
matchbook eyes (old lyrics)
Category: sylvia plath
“the thin people” by Sylvia Plath
The Thin People
They are always with us, the thin people
Meager of dimension as the gray people
On a movie-screen. They
Are unreal, we say:
It was only in a movie, it was only
In a war making evil headlines when we
Were small that they famished and
Grew so lean and would not round
Out their stalky limbs again though peace
Plumped the bellies of the mice
Under the meanest table.
It was during the long hunger-battle
They found their talent to persevere
In thinness, to come, later,
Into our bad dreams, their menace
Not guns, not abuses,
But a thin silence.
Wrapped in flea ridden donkey skins,
Empty of complaint, forever
Drinking vinegar from tin cups: they wore
The insufferable nimbus of the lot-drawn
Scapegoat. But so thin,
So weedy a race could not remain in dreams,
Could not remain outlandish victims
In the contracted country of the head
Any more than the old woman in her mud hut could
Keep from cutting fat meat
Out of the side of the generous moon when it
Set foot nightly in her yard
Until her knife had pared
The moon to a rind of little light.
Now the thin people do not obliterate
Themselves as the dawn
Grayness blues, reddens, and the outline
Of the world comes clear and fills with color.
They persist in the sunlit room: the wall paper
Frieze of cabbage-roses and cornflowers pales
Under their thin-lipped smiles,
Their withering kingship.
How they prop each other up!
We own no wildernesses rich and deep enough
For stronghold against their stiff
Battalions. See, how the tree boles flatten
And lose their good browns
If the thin people simply stand in the forest,
Making the world go thin as a wasp’s nest
And grayer; not even moving their bones.
“in love with a ghost”
In love with a ghost
Afraid of the world given to me
Breaking down a memory ward
Voices falling from heaven
Locked in trespass…a room…a prison meant to carry on
Faces scattering watching time burn
Sketching out the hidden souls before they disappear
Look towards the sky but it’s all allusion
Mistakes filmed beyond sources agonized through experiment
Perspectives damages
Treating a disease falling from the asylum pushed past incurable regret
Disordered thoughts avoiding destination
Too blind to see the world
Voices demanding solitary confession
Collecting desires…pushing towards the hill
Treating the broken corners driven by unstable minds
Truth slipping away
Empathy washing away their skin
At the gates I can see their faces
Voices breaking down these fences of my heart
Shaking a bell to heaven…don’t let it burn from implication
falling bricks
I’m at the edge dreaming fast past understanding the turn around
They tell it to their faces melting away with persistence
Glitter down
Glitter past emotion
Light prevails whispering secrets lost by betrayal
On top of the ocean when we fell down the escape magician
bending light against colors pushing value
Rising and falling
Fire touches the edge without resistance
(Laughing at tomorrow without a trace)
Pick pocket cold black detentions
Static mesmerizing light
Dusting off prints of temptation standing too tall
Teaching breath to breath fundamental
Breaking free of confusion hitting time with unobtainable control
Losing touch
Losing value
Losing lies
Losing in the rain where we catch the final train
Carry ahead to build this fire deeper and deeper
Chisels away hot and cold
Stare at heartbeat beating faster and faster
Impossible to regret
Impossible to lose
Impossible to break the whisper in the schoolyard
touch the visions of a spirit ahead of its time
Puncture the colors and break like falling bricks
A glimpse blue – damaged secrets trapped in voices coloring the sparks behind their dreams
Distracted and spinning
I heard you in memory lapse
I heard you in the oceans draining into lucidity
Peel away the edge of nights faulting sanity
“skin shedding newspaper print”
Colors masquerade to pivot the clocks
Statues drop through an epidemic
Well aware of the fault burning through the sun
Visions on their minds
Step across madness like discarded emotion
Skin shedding newspaper print like future traces
Shift and collapse to witness imagination
painted across windshields crushed with desire
Like a book pressing on your imagination
Writing against a hope fascinating a million crowds
break my back to kickstart emotions fueling this crowd
Secrets belong across a billion billboards across the sky
Shaking words in your eyes to dissolve every ounce of doubt half-traced from the timeline
“Without Fault”
Tricked by bad memories crashing through the ice of chosen directions
Running towards the sky like ashes falling from a mirrored escape
Preservation catching up like scandalous enchantment
Neon blue dust in your direction
Running to find the world not abused by secrecy
Every aspiration driven through persistent memory
Gripping the ice until it cracks from the turmoil inside a faulty memory
I felt alive bursting in the sun through past sequences of obscurity
Staying too long inside an intricate diaphoresis of hope
shaking the mirror of your escape in paralytic voices
Withstand an uphill turmoil written in cathedral marches
A covenant never felt more alive than in picturesque
Staying past an eternal imagination burnt by unknown frequencies without fault
“a blinding light across the waters to bring us together”
lost in the damaged emotions charged against the wires in your mind
stand still across the skies in preservation
try to control my emotions while the world falls against the shores inside your voice
I gave you all my dreams to perspire without a trace
left in the blinding lights on this bridges watching the ground shake with sound
colors beating faster through the streets to trace the ghosts in my vision
you are all that is left on my mind
to write a million letters waiting for tomorrow
all the memories we had walking by like impacted monuments
breaking the footsteps in my mind to watch for the numbing of the needle
when the streets bleed for crime all I have is your voice in my mind
to shatter the glass with eloquence
visions so severe they draw me closer to a time when we can be together
the clicking of the clock across the only sky we had
walking away from everything that mattering hoping to find you
preserved by the only time we had
close our eyes and watch the blinding colors sheltering the voices we have left
we can’t control our emotions or conceal the only dreams we have
driving against the heartbeat of tomorrow across this bridge of time
skies echo like heaven you are my only light I can hold in my heart
the only hope in my heart holding me together through time
to break the needles through futility tearing a heaven so blinding
ingest our youth and pray for tomorrow
my only light carrying me up the hills in the sky
marching across secrecy the footsteps break apart like balloons
struggle for existence but you build me stronger
even emotion like quicksand sinking all the pain away
don’t control the pain because you are all I have left to carry me across the ocean
ships that sail the waves of hope cast the sail towards the sky
march for what matters
march for what matters
a blinding light across the waters to bring us together
I have found a dream in your secrecy
to take your voice numbing my skin
preserving the final ghost to taste my youth
I can’t replace you
I can’t replace you
you are everything that matters
breaking the needle against the mirror finding my tomorrow
march for what matters don’t let them push you away
break the glass against motorcade
lights that burn with futility
sleeping on top of the sky watching the stars building us stronger
break the needles against the mirrors of time
“pulling us through eternity”
breaking the wing apart through violet walls, driven past devastation
shattering the glass sky between stars burning in your mind
don’t withhold your heart when they break you to the ground
watching the sunset behind accomplishments written in the haunting waves
headlights flash through discarded breath between windows lost behind wheels that shine in your forecast
the time it takes to run towards the shore and ingest the last memories of summer
coming against the needle breaking apart against a fallen passenger
can’t stop the damaged days until we hear the storms in the lighthouse
can’t stop the damaged days until we find the walls pushing us past limits in the horizon
walking across green oceans to trespass without illusions
fueling up before another crash pulling us together like ropes in binding dreams
chemical control rooms gone astray like the reception in hospital wards
chemical control rooms bleeding apart like crystalized perception casting the hue building across city lights
when we broke futility across the collapsed bridges running from the car crash into your arms
when they saw the flames burning in your eyes half disrespected
bending the note against a time everlasting between the intersections of hallways secluded before perspiration
falling through the ocean skies breaking glass against your heart pulling us through eternity
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walking down the street to find my way through the damaged halls
look up at the sky to find a million colors standing in the sky
to remember why we trespass on top of the emotional divide
like acrobats spinning across wires in their minds
breaking all the words in their heads like texturized emotion
on top of the lighthouse matching illusion with the seas of aqua waves building higher and higher
open up all the values of transcending collapse
bursting with emotion on top of the mirrors edge
like a razor running across the seascape
walking across the waves like fences broken like crystalized glass amplified by secrets driven past a witness in the boathouse
illusions building deeper and deeper
lost as sea behind a shipwrecked skyline
A way out above the sky
above the stars in your mind
ships that sail across the ocean illuminating everlasting emotions in your memorized visions like trespass
Shattered Mind 