Poems and Prose
Churned in chronic cloud Wafted away To tenebrous fray I’m wrecked Face down Among ash anointed dirt Abysmally amassing Illness Sadness Death So lonely Don’t tell me About reasons Or better places In this house Where words are weapons And welts wail long after The belts been cinched This is chaos And I’m lost Waiting … Continue reading Shift
A parent perched upon Each slouched shoulder Hands hang useless at my side Oxygen tubes wrap tight round my throat Mentholatum, mothballs and melancholia Mother may I No, dad will hear Shhhh don’t say a word Or think a thing About life or death Or anything in between Just tell me what’s for dinner Chicken … Continue reading Inertia
*Trigger Warning - Suicidal Content* Today you would have been fifty-two Instead the doctor took away my blue Pills and made me start the yellow But I don’t feel like yellow I feel like blue Memories of you Pinching at my heart Suicide mosquitoes buzzing Round my head Today you would have been fifty-two … Continue reading Suicide Mosquitoes
Divinity reaches down from the sky, or maybe right up through the ground, there really isn’t any way to tell, it happens so fast, the rug gets pulled out from under me, my soul is wearing thin and my heart is quaking from everything unknown. The sun isn’t really rising and setting, we’re spinning around … Continue reading Smoke and Mirrors
shadows scorch my skin from pallid white of what had been now yellow ochre glistening against red ruby seeping teeth contaminate with venomous ash and time that has passed I carry their heavy chains clanking under the moon dressed to kill deity of doom screams buried under metal tainted with arsenic raw skin and bones … Continue reading Six Feet Under
Join the circus Perform for peanuts Don’t bother me with reality Dissociation is my comfort zone The place I like to call home Fashionable yet comfortable Life inside a cage Whipped into submission Clean out the cobwebs White-knuckle grip Frenetic disorganized disturbance A magician with a magic wand Monochromatic maniacal music One hit wonder drug … Continue reading Madhouse
I need another anchor To help keep me grounded Open to a new approach Chanting and praying Anything to keep me from fading Falling apart Walk right through me Rip open my heart I’ll take the pain You get the gain Love comes at a cost Calibrated clear vision Hyper honed hearing Hawk like precision … Continue reading Amulet
Sulfur Smoke Gasoline Rotting earth Dirty fingernails Blood stained shirt Silk feels comforting against my skin Snagging scabs and wearing thin Throbbing head Living substance of a thread In love with the shape of my bones I can’t go home Muscle atrophy Death of agony Soul separated and quaking Spiritual awakening Follow the stars The … Continue reading Flames
Locked inside my room Hundreds of doors light the way Mirrored walls reflect illusions To saving haven happy delusions I have an overwhelming need to stay I can’t comprehend Why anyone would want to leave It’s terrifying out there With no semblance of control Tuck and roll Tuck and roll Safety in numbers is a … Continue reading Sediment
The house on hill looks like it’s smiling. An ironic illusion. Who thought to dig out a flat spot on a hill? It was obviously meant for landslides, not living. It does make for a lovely view. You’ll see, once the swelling, bruises, rage and fear subside. Or a new family moves in. It’s clear … Continue reading House on the Hill
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