Everyday, every moment, Drum beats of time Enter my soul Disturb my mind. Incessantly, Unendingly, Their throbs increase my heartbeat Until all I hear is the percussion Of blood Flowing in a mortal shell Which will crack open To reveal nothing But the goo Of flesh broken down By the constant thumping And pounding.
“I have only one thing to do and that’s To be the wave that I am and then Sink back into the ocean…” Stealing lyrics I cannot write, Lyrics that wrote my soul, Writing words that have no value, Except filling that Postmodern hole. Wishing that I had that voice, which like the waves on… Continue reading Cheating
I am an island, A lost planet, Floating in the sea of forgotten outer space. A constellation surrounds me, Brighter and more beautiful Than I could ever hope to be. But those bigger, brighter, beautiful stars are so far, far away. And I am so completely lost, Tossed, submerged, drowned, In the murky waters of… Continue reading Lost
Between two good songs When the black sheep of the playlist Starts bleating its ugly sound, One begins to feel All the tiny creases And uneven bumps In the bedsheet And mattress underneath. The nightly pain and sorrows Turn to bruises and burns. Sandwiched by a lowly Earthy bodily ache And a higher Soulful mental… Continue reading The Princess and the Pea
Released from the doubt That plagued me forever, I think I have the answer To the question I did not ask ever. A question I needed to ask But knew not how to frame. Because the answer I received Puts my mental question To shame. The bubble has burst. Unasked questions are always the worst.
The worms come out at night, Seeking release from the dark wombs of the earth. Desire brings them out, Desire, they themselves are. The comfort of the dark starry sky echoes the hugging comfort of the soil Both places are untamed expanses Where Desire roams free embedded. As Desire turns to lust, the worms begin… Continue reading The worms come out tonight
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity. My apologies to necessity if I’m mistaken, after all. Please, don’t be angry, happiness, that I take you as my due. May my dead be patient with the way my memories fade. My apologies to time for all the world I overlook each second. My apologies to… Continue reading Poem: Under One Small Star