Brilliance

Looking up under
a crisp night sky w/
no moon,
in a lighter moment
standing w/ such
a fresh & familiar sight,
lifted & surrounded
by the air
still
composed of
those memories once orchestrated
by the material of fairy wings,
uttered thru the breath
of a dream.

Thirty-something

&
sober life
amounts to:
tripping on LSD
at eighteen & trying
not
to let on
in front of your
mom.

Slow torture

Waking up as
a slightly altered
version
of what you feared as
a child.

Jump blind

A
pain that
literally shocks
the senses

an internal
electrical fire
that maims taste,
destroys detailed focus
for sight & mind,
switches pitch in the ears
& takes what sensitivity was
lost___
& spreads it unevenly
thru the organs
& flesh.

Tired & ecstatic

Believed to be dead
the majority of the time___
all but the mind,
which remains rampant.