theslothycat

[theslothycat]

Child of Ares

My fury guts you without lifting a finger.

My silence is what deafens your ears, ringing you eardrums like a bomb.

I am the hungover of a drinker, the smoldering frost of the winter, the foul unconscious of the thinker.

My words tainted in the facade of benevolence, but rancor is what sharpens my teeth and venom is what salivates my tongue.

I am the sinister carnal desire of nature. Kill to survive and survive to kill.

I am the universal shamed vehemence among the living, but the brightest fuel among the dead.

I am the violence that shakes your core, that shakes your bones and shakes head.

I am the boiling water in your stomach and I am the resistance that rips out from the ribcage of the quietest. I am the powder for your gun.

Your mistake was to create a havoc weapon and then abuse it. I am my father’s child, I am your child.

You dug your own grave, and then blame me for it. I am your greatest creation and your worst nightmare.

I am the final survivor that came back from the wild, the descendant you exiled.

My innocence you have defiled, I am the forsaken divinity that has become your demonity.

I have only my flesh and bones. My blood, sweat and tears. My determination is more deadly than any of your bullets, my anger more potent than any of your weapons, my will stronger than any of my wounds.

My tears are the lava for your Pompeii. I can conquer your entire kingdom and demolish to my liking.

You should be grateful I am as “emotional as your mother” because said emotions is the reason why you get to breathe every morning.

I am the promised child. I am the one whose is raised by fire and kissed by ice.

I am the fever dream you seek, the unrealistic possibility among billion.

From my veins is the blood which your thirst suffices. The succession for your bloodline.

The precision for your mind, the knife for your slice.

I am the warrior you wanted.

I am the Ares for your war.

I am your perfect successor.

I am not the boy you wished, but the man you need. I am the boy you dreamed of.

I am the one who was born for your greatness, the one shaped for your liking.

I am the strength of your bones and the youth of your life. I am the better version of you.

I am your replacer.

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[theslothycat]

Eros

I won’t give you roses or chocolate candies. Or give you decorated cards in heart envelopes with words that hold less meaning than a arrow in a war.

Dress in someone else’s skin to paint a picture that both of us know it’s not me and not you: phantoms of pictures like masks that we wear on Halloween nights.

I want to love you both in the paradise as in the gore.

To love you in the choir as in the roar.

To be your lands: were my soils won’t find comfort in the steps of another who is not you, were my skies pour voiceless wails and tears whoever dares to look at me with the intensity of want who is not you, my rivers shall poison the souls who dare to drink from me who is not you and my air shall choke and stab the lungs of any man alive who dares to breath me who is not you.

To be your traveler: I shall never find comfort and home of the stones and lands beneath my feet that are not yours, I shall never return the embrace of another breeze thats not yours, it’s tongue will never become familiar nor shall I take it’s history with me because I will carry yours in my shoulder like I was born to be atlas and you the world.

I won’t give you satin hearts or balloons, but I will rip out my own living and beating heart if you ever asked me to.

I tend to repeat this,

not that I lack of imagination but it’s the glimpse of a reflection, a reflection I would make reality.

Your voice cover my ears like a warm blanket in a toddler’s sleep,

Your soul covers my entire visuality, and when you don’t: you invade the foreignness of my mentality.

Out of sight but never out of mind.

I wish to hold your soul, to hand my fate your hands to decide. I want to die for you, to live for you.

I want to take your last name.

Lets us be together forever and beyond.

Even after we are gone, even if the only thing left of us are dust: I want us to be together, i want to be with you in all shapes and forms, in all timelines and worlds. In all realms, wherever we might end: I want to be by your side regardless.

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[theslothycat]

Defender of men

They slither off my tongue like soap on a bathtub. Words.

Every time I look at you, my world burns and my heart stabs my lungs open.

The chemistry I feel with you flows around us like butterflies in my stomach.

I want to keep you in my arms, like a dove. I want to give you the world like Gaia.

You tie down my tongue when I think of you, and you grip my soul in your embrace. You are more than gorgeous, dunnock.

I can’t muster a single word as I try to write this. my usual tongue and fingers, studious and sophisticated as the manuscripts of humanity, fall flat on the hard concrete as i describe what you make me feel.

I won’t metaphor my way in my words or subtly put my message.

You might as well be my doom.

But what do you call a man who will only damn himself further as he strays away from his doom?

You are like the moon. Reflexes of you pace around my room both in the shiniest and darkest of nights.

Like Hecate you are a mystery, cold as death as many may call you, your wrath? paranormal.

Oh, how wrong they could be, because just like her origin you are as warm as Helios, as diverse as a iris flower, as clever as Athena, as beautiful as Apollo, as strong and agile as Zeus and as hardworking as Hephaestus.

You mean to me as much as Psyche meant to Eros.

For you I shall become you most loyal dog, if you wish me to. I shall be the Cerberus of your Hades.

I am well aware my feelings fight against the infinity of probability built by the numbers of man. I do not expect of you to give the same back.

Even though you don’t share them or see me with the same eyes. Although you don’t love me I’ll surround you with my love and pray to the gods, even if I have to crawl back like a miserable tainted bastard to the feet of my old god, for your happiness.

My fear is not one of rejection, i have been rejected since i stepped into this land: the deception and heartbreaking essence no longer foreign on my tongue. But one of loss: even though you don’t love me, i do not wish for our union to cease but to move forward and evolve like nature. Even if it means to suffer in silence, to condemn my soul to eternal suffering? If it is for you, absolutely.

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[theslothycat]

Seasons

Spring, summer, fall and winter

Strings of my heart tied around your fingers

Spring, summer, fall and winter

Travel through my blood, tracing my veins like rivers in a map

Spring, summer, fall and winter

Collide against my being, my essence, we are a Stellar collision.

Spring, summer, fall and winter

One kiss, our universe made from just a scrap.

Your voice echos inside my ears, moving the engines of my cage.

My fate tied by my ankles, crawling through space with my body made of scales and my mind still a red supergiant. Song of sirens, Eye of the Storm.

Prisoners of time, we seen past and future of ages.

My body crumbles down, ashes, my soul tied by waves.

A warrior eaten by its battlefield and a god eaten by his altar, by his worshippers. Hold me tight in your hands and own my strength within with your kiss. For you I shall become your knight, but you throw my sword as you crown me a equal besides the stars.

I am the Hermes of your sun. The fallen angel of your god.

The sudden gust of wind in your tomb, the hound of Zeus, snatching you for myself like the harpy I am.

Bounded by the ancients blood in my veins, their mistakes falling down my born flesh. Supernova. The god of mars.

But you embrace my flames as you call me your vermilion bird of the south, infiltrate my season, the opposite of me: black tortoise.

The myth of the forgotten god.

Long dead songs sang of you, a walking dream on earth.

Paradise in your slumber, a sweet lullaby in your ears and tender ties in your mind.

Your altars and statues have long aged and decayed, your paintings and manuscripts already returned to the earth in which once they were born of and your prayers belonged to the broken wails of the dead.

But your existence still prevails like Uranium in seawater.

He is a blurry dream that sails in your mind like deep water currents, like the untamed winds of the sea. Something where you can only recall the pleasant parts, but never it’s full history and why he was forgotten in the first place.

Dreams may be paradise, so as can be the sea, but just like it’s body runs deeper and deeper where you can’t see the carcasses of sailors it has laying on it flesh, drowned by the traitorous abyss of subconscious.

My planet overheating with the realization hitting my bones. My master polishing my body to his liking. cutting, ripping, stabbing, breaking, burning, smashing, again again and again. My solemn wings scarred since golden times.

My steps of earth marking each passing of my endless years to come, the endless winters and summers. My past erased as he is locked away, his mistake now my consequence. His friend now my foe.

My rough feet, who only has known solitude and violent bloody floor of the battlefield, paces around the white and clean floors of a prestigious place. Like i wasn’t capable of tainting it in snap of my fingers. Unworthy.

He smiles at me, with a falsity that seems mocking. Smirking like a Cheshire cat, his purples eyes reveal nothing but power thirst: moving us around like paws in his chess game.

Friends in variety, the soberness before inebriety.

You cup my face as you tell me you will never leave me. You are my home for all seasons. You are my sun to my glacial winter, as I am your moon to your fiery summer, I am your fall and you my spring. Because just like to the galaxies to simplest of systems in our world, we are the seasons of our years and the years of our life’s but together we are a entire universe.

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[theslothycat]

Blinding lights

Sizing us up in their optic, stabbing our backs in the dark.

Venom in their tongues, Black Dahlias in their lungs.

Knifes made of letters, guns made of paper. Articles.

Marching in a battlefield, like we haven’t seen bloodshed before.

Burning our names to the last particle.

Holding to their amulets and prayers, loosing their religion.

Crawling to their primal instincts like beasts, yet not even the animals are as cruel.

Accuse me, call me impious.

Bath me with your stupid water, like it’s supposed to flare worst than my past.

Shield your atrocities with the words from your perfect god, *if you only knew how pagan your god can be*

My throat slashed.

Call me a varmint, like I am not somebody’s child.

Hold your useless symbols in my face like your god hadn’t use them unholily.

Pray for his blessings in the altar like he haven’t tainted me there in the full moon night.

Hungry beasts, blinding lights, hunt like they know better than the hunter.

Devotion, but a what extent? Feasting on their god like hyenas.

Wolfs disguised as lambs.

Speaking with forked tongues yet calls themselves someone who is on the up and up.

Yet, I will hold your hand as we held each other on a spring evening.

I shall take the rams

I shall avoid the spears

I shall pierce through my sword

May the end of times near after this battlefield: I will happily descend hell for your cause, my saint.

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[theslothycat]

Butterflies

Resting on my skin as your wings shine in the sun. Mirrors.

Shards from my own reflection staring back at me, reflectively.

Your tiny legs pierce through my flesh and makes home inside my bones, burning me.

Veins that mark each and all of my errors.

Forewings made of steel and Hind wings tainted with Sweet Briars.

Your silent outcry bursts through my ribs

Set flame to my stomach. Need.

Each and every single part of you crowd my figure as I walk by, rabble.

Highflier, can’t you see? Success and control don’t come for free.

proboscis skewering like the words from the ones I held dear. Gash Gash Gash Gash Gash Gash Gash Gash Gash GASH GASH GASH GASH GASH GASHGASHGASHGASHGASHGASHGASHGASHGASH

Giant African Swallowtail juice, her droplets of blood mixed with sugar and chocolate, coating my tongue: coating you with my essence, glistening under the moonlight.

The marks and caresses you left adorn my body like tattoos. Belonging and scratches.

I wash them away, fearing Ophryocystis elektroscirrha.

I cover them up with makeup, bandaids and oversized sleeves. Patches.

We create gods from mere objects: You are my god, my Monarch.

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[theslothycat]

One of the brush strokes from above

The rivers call your name, in bliss,

As peony’s adorn your eyes.

Your voice like the lullaby of the seas. dulcet. Yet it can pierce through my lungs, like a lover.

I can find bits of you in the skies

Day and night, I raise my sword in your name.

And day and night you cage me in your arms and legs like a prey.

Dance with me as their eyes burn us with their flame. “The Bird of the Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.”

Sing to me like a siren in the confine of our prison, our sin.

Our bloods clash, like a war. Water and fire.

Kiss me fervently with your lips made of Ranunculus.

Undress me as your sacrifice, skin against skin.

Hunt me like a deer, take your claim

Drown me in your body, drown my soul.

My fate is stated in the hands of the dead, but you hold me in your altar like Atlas holds the world.

Win your wars of words, of papers, as I win the wars metals and blood.

Tainted body by the cruelty of beasts. Freckles. Yet I am the only monster to feast my eyes on your naked flesh, on your mind and soul.

Invade my depths like a flood.

Skin clear and pure, Rainwater.

Your name leaves my lips like a prayer to a god.

Cleanse my manslaughter.

And your body moves next to mine in the midnight sky like a storm.

(“Birds of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame” is a quote from The Ripley scroll and it’s also used by the anime HELLSING ULTIMATE (OVA) and manga)

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[theslothycat]

Red riding hood

Your stare follow me through the woods, leeringly sweet.

Guide me around like a friend, like a husky, playful and charismatic

Put me at ease, make me your friend, after all it’s easier to chew on the prey’s flesh when relaxed.

Rip my limbs and call me “dramatic”

I hear your lullaby-like words.

“Mature for your age” but my age is what you want me for.

Wrap me around your fingers, strip me from my innocence

And roam your bestiality in the back of my mind and forth, just like you roam your hands In my body.

Stalk me through the woods of selfies and likes, and install yourself in my life.

Had it been my stupidity? My naiveness? Or have it been you?

Ones would mistakes us for friends, for lovers. We are far from it, darling. But the way you undress me in your optic and devour me in your mind tells the difference.

I can see the cracks in your face when you smile, a monster that was raised to be human

Why ask for permission, if you can walk free by remission?.

Call me unique, call me special but numerous carcasses you leave behind had been whispered the same thing.

Praise me by my obedience, as you kiss my bruised wrists with the thick metal bracelet you gifted me.

Threat me by my realization, as you cage me in your arms, holding me like this is our last time, and show me the thousands erotic ghosts in your files.

Eye me with your wolf like eyes, trap me in your bear like body. Peel off my flesh with your claws and tell me it’s just what friends do.

Maul me with your tone as you wonder why i stopped allowing you in my life. Sick me when I see your face pop again in my view.

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[theslothycat]

Purple hyacinth

Swim inside my core

Fill my empty vase with your slops

Replace my eyes with a philco 4014

Follow my red anemones by the shore

perfect my structure like a pencil in the sharpener, and use it again as escapism

Pierce through me like a vaccine

Paint brush that draws until my arm is a art gallery

Choke me in your sertraline.

Ravish me like a typhoon with the waters of my soul

Let me paint this waves crimson

and turn my lungs into fleshy aquariums

Make me suck on your fingers made of coal

My limps cold like the oceans lips

My soul as vivid as North Sentinel Island

And my mind infected with your Chlorine

Uncured ancient disease in a modern-land

High blood pressure, heart disease, stroke, liver disease…

Your blood’s zesty taste burning my palate

blackout, dizziness, shakiness, craving, or sweating…

Surrounding me with your warmth in my pallet

aggression, agitation, compulsive behaviour, self-destructive behaviour, or lack of restraint…

Ascend me high to the third dimension

anxiety, euphoria, general discontent, guilt, or loneliness…

Break little by little my any sense of comprehension

nausea or vomiting, delirium or fear…

Beat me up the following morning like a bullet to my head and like damnation to my body

impaired coordination, physical dependence, slurred speech, or tremor…

I do not wish to become your slave, like my mother, but your taste gives me the glimpse of reality and sense in life.

Is this what she felt like?

Feeling like I had lived a millennium, but I am only a decade and a few years old.

One year ago feels like history and my childhood as clear 13,100 feet deep into the sea.

Broken, but my art feeds from my cracks.

After all, isn’t art the escapism of the Damned?

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[theslothycat]

Cerberus

Here I am again, back to you

Crawling to your feet like a wounded dog

and technically I am one.

Craving the haven I once knew

The motherly silence now replaced with sickeningly sweet honey

My memories of you are nothing but fog

Pitch black yet it feels so sunny

Grab me by hair

Shoot me with your gun made of lips

And cut me open with your knife made of praise

Rip my skin bare

Gag me with the Forbidden fruit

Roast me to my tips

Feast on my soul and brain like a child in New Year's Eve.

Feed me your putrid blood

Smile lovingly at me

And I shall fulfill my purpose through the marble and through the mud

Pierce my ear like a slave in Exodus

Use my love as a collar

For you i am sold and bounded

I am just a number, just a certificate

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[theslothycat]

Greed

Everything you touch is gold

The greenery papers raining everywhere

But your soul is cold

The more you carry, the heavier it will be to bare

Love to be sold

Insatiable, but you don’t seem to care

Take and take,

So full but so empty

Without caring who’s life is at stake

After all, no riches seem to be plenty

Diamonds in your skin, like scales, no wonder people call you a snake

More properties? You already have twenty

Stars tide by the sun’s hair strand around your neck, worthier than 350 lives

Ego like a cold drop in the Levante in Spain

Ruler of the gaslight

Leaving them without even a wheat of grain

Venomous bite, to your goods you hold tight

Reading "Birds of America" by John James Audubon.

Ruling sinking deeper and deeper

January 18th of 2015, headshot

This islands are getting cheaper and cheaper

Tell me, how many lives have it cost?

So greedy that it rots

Art Pope, owning Mammon

exploiting, robing, plotting, rotting

Corrupted to the bone

Religious tactic

The people’s finance you have been chopping

Atactic, never prophylactic

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[theslothycat]

Grebes

waltzing in the moonlight

Their love burned as a supernova

Their youth shone like the Rigel

Nobody dared to interrupt their flight

Their passion gave meaning to revival

Even the moon gifted them with her diamonds

I wish of it to be eternal, vital

Just as the earth needs the rain

who am I apart from a spectator?

I am the one who wishes to support their reign, The ornithologist. Happily become their attestator.

Oh prepossessing grebes, graciously dance your love during the night, during the day

During the summer, during the winter

Present your show in the night sky

Lake Baikal as your stage

Love as rare as spring in may

Fluid and tender as the flow of a river

Fervent and stirring as a blaze

Pierce your hearts with the melody of the wind

State your love around your fingers in gold and silver

Spontaneous but it doesn’t seem to fade

The constellations align, a gem only few can find.

For as time passes, I wonder if it will flourish to a beautiful honeysuckle?

And dedicate their adulthood to this bewitching garden?

In tranquility and in struggles

In joy and in sadness

In harmony and in chaos

In summer and in winter

Years after years, I shall remember your love timeless

And sing it to the world across

If should ever come a day that our paths are no longer bonded, and slowly years turn into millenaries, you will continue to shine like gold in my memories.

- (Inspired In two of my dearest friends. "you will continue to shine like gold in my memories." Quote from one of Zhongli’s voice lines In Genshin Impact.)

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[theslothycat]

Pal around

Round and round goes the horse on the carrusel

Is this really crucial?

This is kinda brutal.

Everyone must hold their cards at hand

Remember to be always manned

I was just hoping to find the silence of my day, but not everything goes as planned

Once you catch the signs and indirects it’s easy to guess what type reactions they are gonna have next

Just like strategy games, like chess,

Always be one step ahead

Depending on the pal player

You may be walking on thin ice

Roll your dice

Play your cards once or twice

Let me give you a piece of advice!

Play your word cards right or else you will have to pay an expensive price

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[theslothycat]

Good ol’ roomate

I can feel your presence next to my bed in the morning

Like a warning

Tsk, how considerate of you…

Don’t you have anything better to do?

Glued together, but that doesn’t mean you can get in my business

But I can’t shake this feeling

That something is always missing

I know damn well you are listening

Your dark, dead and glommy aura following me everywhere I go

In the mirror’s reflection

Trying to walk on my tip-toes

Keeping my profile low

Draining my energy whole

Time to go to my beautiful land on Aurora

So, did you like the movie roommate?

(You are the one I hate)

Keeping me company

Your comments are like a sickening addicting symphony

This is like a lifetime custody

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[theslothycat]

Deep down. Darker and yet darker

Drowning. Falling deeper and deeper.

Lovely. Hold me down in, giving me that bitter taste of decaying

Drag me by my limbs, give me that relief, lock me in that state, like a keeper

Reset it all over, let me fall, again and again

End it all, shall we begin? So desirable that leaves me breathless. Dead by asphyxiation. Who could think that this feeling was anything but deathless. Filled my lungs with water, so peaceful but so deadly. Wake up, death is just a temptation.

Kill or be killed, that is the question. Down on your knees and knowledge God’s good will, oh? Then shut up and pass me the pills. He is just letting us live for the thrill.

This world is filled with oppression, agression. Let me eat my soul with a hearty facial expression.

Free me, take me out. Paint me a drawing, paint it with my blood and bones. Keep what’s rest of me in the catacombs of the Dead Sea, your hate I don’t wish to ran-out, will you finish me off? I can’t play any longer. The silence will eat you, it’s already clawing. Replace my organs with stones

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[theslothycat]

Better than heaven

Rain drops knocking our window softly

The steady respiration of the wind

Is this the peace that have become so costly?

Feeling our heartbeats aligned

How you hold me so kindly

Relaxing my mind

Our fluffy covers wrapping us like protecting angel wings

Hold me tight, hold me right

Skin against skin, felling our connections strings

You are my refuge, my sanctuary

This is better than home…No

This is better then heaven

A hot summer rain in February

They all say there is nothing greater than heaven, better than God’s presence

Your serene existence, a warm divine blanket around me

Let’s enjoy our stupid adolescence

Oh, honey how you have proved them wrong

Making me filled with glee

Your soft relaxing voice singing a lullaby, a birdsong

Two pairs of beautiful windows to the deep ocean looking at me

The shining seraphic halo above your head illuminating the room

The background low noise of the tv

Let’s stay here until the flowers bloom, show me your burning celestial love in this 4-wall bedroom

Somewhere we can be free

Please don’t leave

Let’s stay here

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[theslothycat]

Sunshine rays

Here you are again

Shining brightly as ever

Always stuck in my brain

Taking away my pain

I wish we could stay like this forever

To your strong shinny golden hair

Even the wind changed it’s course to stroke one of your hair strand

I cannot help but stare

To your beautiful emerald eyes

Greener than anything I have seeing on land

How you can easily empathize

It’s crazy how you got me hypnotize

Every detail of you I want to memorize

Your brightly and calm presence easily stands out among the others

We are so different from each other

Your unique sunshine rays illuminates my day and my way

Maybe I just have been to used to the cold and silent darkness

Being too heartless

For me you were too reckless

How your warmth contrasted my coldness

How your empathy and emotional mind contrasted my analytical and antipathetic one

My miracle and my all

You are going to be my downfall

You said that you just did what a good friend would have done

You don’t know how much you mean to me hun’

We are so close but at the same time so far from meeting each other

But I will never love another

People sees you as the bright hope

While I am the night howl, the night’s only globe

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