The Hiatus Of Fall Poem by Katerina Val

One fall
you stepped ahead and you destroyed them all
the russet velvet feels passionately behind your veins
but your mouth is dry and the water rests deep dark
somewhere unknown
where the demons define you
and the gods relapse before you

You gave your sparkling hand
to a sterile fashion
of breathing and of hating
you cherished your soul with glitters of sorrow
you thanked it
but endorsing your shadowed fall
feels like apathy

Choose the right dagger
that engraved your pressure
and curved it on arms
that histrionically mattered
finally, dance
and if they laugh, choose a better dagger
it's resting on the water that you tasted
never, never before

For, forgetting the hiatus of your fall
You suddenly have lost it all
And it slips away
Mystically ingrained to your head
Resting on the lies of a quick repeated death

And in a glimpse of light
you recognize the feeling of restoration
the deep breath of the unpredictable
breastfeeds hatched hopes of fall
but of a new kind
the one you want' and waited for
the one that secretly recreated your palm
through a rain of daggers

Pull out your dagger
but choose the right one
choose wisely
for she stands before you
her figure is white
but it's a lie
she's your yellow death
she patiently waits your wrong
till she collects your useful thread

the thread connecting mind and heart
if she owns it pull the dagger out again
choose her white death
for if you forget the hiatus of the fall
secretly and wisely, you lose it all
so keep your mind in your heart
and your heart ingrained in your mind

the hiatus of the fall
regenerates in time