The Guitarist: The Empty Vessal

[Luzifer]

The sun it is shining and the people they pass
With his string tongue a-moving like six blades of grass
He screams out their feelings, their souls in his lung
He floats through their brains till their essence is wrung
Into him he drinks it and streams thoughts without thought
How strange it would seem in the street of city where dreams are bought
That one floats here on the sidewalk no dream but those
Which come from other’s out from their cloths
As they float with the scent of their brains
Which blow through the city like invisible planes
Streaming a message into his heart
through his soul
through his mouth

“The woman is dreading all dreams which have gone
Strung up and silent like a rug on the lawn
Now walking in futures which sing from her past
She is floating and screaming tossing the last
Of her hope into something that she holds in a jar
Floating formaldehyde preserved in a state
Of growing but stopped now she feels only hate
Towards the form of the seed which she bore
Through so many shattered cold doors”

Two or one pass by, which, no one can tell
So blended and formless two sheets that would meld
Their tongues they are beating and there forms are the same
Dreaming in waking of the world that’s a game

“So soft and sweet you will dream inside me
As we beat against currents that flow from a sea
Which is smelling of sulfur and sweat as we roll
Cross the floor in blazing slumber paying a toll
To earn some strange formless human soul
And now he is stiff with the web of desire
Which was falling like rain from a deep midnight fire
And our silhouettes which play across the wall
Will be joined into one with smell of your fall”

And a girl on from a corner she watches him sing
Her mind hard and beating is tied up with string
And with a force from her mind she gives to his head
Some gift he could treasure if she could hear what she said
Deep at night, all alone, when there was none near
She had screamed in a whisper her soft, loving fear
How she wished he would hear and would strum to her chords
The fast flowing dreams that are etched out in words.
And as it passes the world bends all over again

Sitting in silence he has no voice to his name
All shrouded by music and some secret shame
No one is near him he has nothing to think
He wavers his hand through the string and he shrinks
He’s so small as she he watches unseen from a far
Looking through blackness which is waxed by a star
And he sits, so dull, and so emotionlessly sad
And she pines and comes out from the door
As a setting sun cast fire cross the floor
And she stands there and is watching
The moon which will rise in his eye

Thum thum thum thum thum thum thum thum thum thum
“oh please don’t believe I could scream into you!
All the words that are dying in me but are true
Oh boy with your hands in your grave
Stand up silent so that you can be brave
And I will hold you in all that I am
And I will tell I will clutch you in my lonely hand
So please let me speak into you with my tongue
And taste the mucus that floats in your lung
Where are you sleeping? Where is your home?
Are you truly so free and alone?
Oh Aleena so soft and floating
Dreaming of some dream that’s bloating
Up itself on unrequited feelings
From some icy thing which breaks and sealing
You up in its bending fire
Oh how you would love to feel that desire
But you were stuck with just a lyre”

She watch him scream out her feelings through tongues
Melting her mouth into his with each strum
And he felt her heart and told it to her
He didn’t know it, it was just a blur
And the chords faded fast to a stop
He was there on the ground her on top
And her twin rivers were flowing deep to his chest
Where they fed a small lake which would rest
Upon his heart for all time ever more
Until it spread and it spilled cross the floor

And her mouth was untied with the hands
Of a god from Olympus who stands
With two dreams in his chest and his soul
And she begged all his was through a hole
And as the sun crashed outside with a bang
Of light which in the solitude rang
With the patter of heart-filled words cross the sand
Of some beach that was brushed by the hand
Of her tongue which was twisting and thrashing
Against the teeth with a stream hard and crashing

And he just shook his head.
His mouth was empty, void, not singing
A vessal which moved so sad and screaming
So silent he with words that flinging
Themselves to the ground rolled over to die
And he watched as she began to cry
And sang out her pain through his teeth

And she shut the door on me
And left me there to freeze in seas
While I now long to be
So soft and screaming and so free
Just like when I revealed
My father’s secrets in my singing
And how he bent and reeled
With hands outstretched and voice still ringing
I wander now alone
As I taste spring fire and dream bone
And how soft it is in side
A skull so empty I can hide
Tasting some delicious fire
Free from all I want and desire
Two float along the sky
Pounding in some stranger’s eye
While I devour their hearts
And spew it out again and start
Like crystal clear and soft
I bend and rise with empty wings aloft

And I am singing to feel where you are
And I am screaming to feel where you are
And I hear echoes that bounce round in me
And I hear echoes that come from a sea

[Aura of the Twilight]

1st thing: The poem itself is very beautiful.

Next: It sounds as if the man himself is an angel and a devil. As if he coud heal and damage easily. The woman's role sounds as if she tried to tale him from his lonely world into hers and failed.

Reading this poem can make you think about it's meaning and try to figure it out and even then unable to realize it isn't so unlikely. It's very deep in my unprofession opinion.

At the very end it sounds as if the father was agressive.

Hope this was a good critique probably not though.