Emotion – Page 9 – skin loves fever

things we choose to hide

Static
Words
We let
Get
In
Between
The love
And our own self
When the truth
Hides
Behind
Beliefs in ways
That lead us even further
From where
We want to be
The loneliness of this
is killing me
I can’t say
to you
how I feel
Without it becoming
Something you can steal
Away
too real
For you
For me
For most
We are static
We are the thing
That keeps us
From us
From the love
We need more

-kyoko cole 2013

Listen, quiet, still

there is emptiness
crossings on corners
she is draining down
her eyes on green wave

truths scratched from the dirt
his false shadow, painted skin
listen, quiet, still

blood becomes a time bomb
she is stardust she is earth
old and broken down

ghosts of factories
the folding skeletons of past on fire
transportation for the dead

time is like sandstone, wearing away
there’s a haze above the street signs
she is turning to stone

the grain from straw
neon road bars
beating wings

There is emptiness
Dark and heavy
Haunting the space within

-Kyoko Cole
2013

The Truth Doesn’t Speak A Sound – Artwork by Kyoko Cole

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The Truth Doesn’t Speak A Sound

Mixed Media Painting on Panel Board
2013

Kyoko Cole

it’s what you do

i’m a whore

i’m a bitch

i’m a taker

i’m a faker-

i’m a liar

i’m addicted

i’m a loser

i’m a user.

i’m a pig

i’m a waste
i’m a fool
i’m a tool.

i’m a monster
i’m a cunt
i’m a flake
i’m a big mistake.
i’m a leech
i’m a fUck
i’m a sinner
i’m a game
i’m a shame
i’m a slut
i’m a loner
i’m a pain
i’m a soul stripper
i’m a day tripper
i’m a spare tire
i’m a one night stand
i’m a nobody
that you really hate…
but LOVE to use.