Cut
the old ribbon
from the trunk
of the oak tree
what was once
a silken yellow
is now tattered
& brown
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Monday, August 27, 2018
Don't buy worry from the wind
A wisp of depression
&
that
waft of woe
even if able to keep up your pace
it quietly rambles in the background
over tribulations
which could very well win your attention when
doing dishes
for the third time in
a day
since it breathes so well thru monotony
& life being
a broken record on repeat
it gives more than a fair chance
for trouble
to get a hold of you
even if
just by the collar of the psyche
&
that
waft of woe
even if able to keep up your pace
it quietly rambles in the background
over tribulations
which could very well win your attention when
doing dishes
for the third time in
a day
since it breathes so well thru monotony
& life being
a broken record on repeat
it gives more than a fair chance
for trouble
to get a hold of you
even if
just by the collar of the psyche
Sunday, August 26, 2018
Fumbling w/ the edges of an empty space
Like
a nervous twitch
too
irresistible to indulge
it’s an unforgettable texture
the reach
of
your focus must touch
just to know it still exists
a nervous twitch
too
irresistible to indulge
it’s an unforgettable texture
the reach
of
your focus must touch
just to know it still exists
Thursday, August 23, 2018
Where's the fucking silence!?
Half the time
it’s as if another hand
has a grip on a pitch shift
in between my ears
a wail from out the ass crack
of everything & nothing
so much so
at times I
wince
& grab a hold of a tuft of the air
beside my head
or press
a palm to my chest as if to say
I might as well
split my
wing
or faint
it’s as if another hand
has a grip on a pitch shift
in between my ears
a wail from out the ass crack
of everything & nothing
so much so
at times I
wince
& grab a hold of a tuft of the air
beside my head
or press
a palm to my chest as if to say
I might as well
split my
wing
or faint
Tuesday, August 21, 2018
My friends at age 3
He would get home
around 3am
& find me giggling
in a
dark corner
asking what I was doing
I would tell him:
playing w/ my friends
a chill would rush up
his spine while
deciding
it was just an
overactive imagination
& that sort of
worked
until the day
my older siblings
saw them too
& found
a way
to show
him
around 3am
& find me giggling
in a
dark corner
asking what I was doing
I would tell him:
playing w/ my friends
a chill would rush up
his spine while
deciding
it was just an
overactive imagination
& that sort of
worked
until the day
my older siblings
saw them too
& found
a way
to show
him
Monday, August 20, 2018
Resounding w/ more than a simple beat
As an emotion
which embraces
the entire
being
the act
of a heart’s beat
is worth
more than a strain
of an ear to
hear
it’s worth living
beyond
a physical
need
or
curiosity
which embraces
the entire
being
the act
of a heart’s beat
is worth
more than a strain
of an ear to
hear
it’s worth living
beyond
a physical
need
or
curiosity
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Another fall creeps in
& in between
my cells & bones
shifts
any misperception
of comfort
I may have scratched up
for my own
sanity
during spring
for
summer
& in the South in August
to step outside is like walking
into the fetid grounds
of a mass grave
the stench inspires
me to seek the ability
to dismantle
my everything
& toss it in that grave
before
winter takes
its place
in hopes to drift away
w/ mother nature’s
current change
my cells & bones
shifts
any misperception
of comfort
I may have scratched up
for my own
sanity
during spring
for
summer
& in the South in August
to step outside is like walking
into the fetid grounds
of a mass grave
the stench inspires
me to seek the ability
to dismantle
my everything
& toss it in that grave
before
winter takes
its place
in hopes to drift away
w/ mother nature’s
current change
Friday, August 17, 2018
Every field worth burning will grow anew
Too long ago to clock
much of my time
was spent in mind & gut
shattering fear
over certain events
which held potential to mar
aspects of my life
I thought were worth
cherishing
now
I’ve seen each
wellspring
& inch of security
molested & trampled on
&
the only
conclusion I’ve arrived at
is
not being able to say
whether or not
I care
anymore
much of my time
was spent in mind & gut
shattering fear
over certain events
which held potential to mar
aspects of my life
I thought were worth
cherishing
now
I’ve seen each
wellspring
& inch of security
molested & trampled on
&
the only
conclusion I’ve arrived at
is
not being able to say
whether or not
I care
anymore
I said
Thanks
for the show
but
I gotta go
the feeling
it gave
was less than
okay
in fact
the display
was a
cowardly mess
& I would
get depressed
if I stooped to relive
the experience
twice
for the show
but
I gotta go
the feeling
it gave
was less than
okay
in fact
the display
was a
cowardly mess
& I would
get depressed
if I stooped to relive
the experience
twice
A good reason to cry
Like an obligation
you must
tend to it
or
you may never know
the reasons for
why
you must
tend to it
or
you may never know
the reasons for
why
Tell me
What
dream did you dream
last night
I’d like to know
did it show tender beauty
& acute sorrow
from a brief glint
off the face of a single coin
you had
spotted lost on
the hot pavement
of your
waking day
dream did you dream
last night
I’d like to know
did it show tender beauty
& acute sorrow
from a brief glint
off the face of a single coin
you had
spotted lost on
the hot pavement
of your
waking day
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Another yellow submarine
Today is the
birthday
of the man
that claims to be my father
he’s locked up tight
& when
his lawyer or the guards
try to communicate
each time it’s
stated
they shouldn’t have him
in custody
because he’s a special agent
operating under a code
yellow
&
I wonder if he wonders
why
his superiors haven’t
arrived
to get him
out
of the man
that claims to be my father
he’s locked up tight
& when
his lawyer or the guards
try to communicate
each time it’s
stated
they shouldn’t have him
in custody
because he’s a special agent
operating under a code
yellow
&
I wonder if he wonders
why
his superiors haven’t
arrived
to get him
out
Wednesday, August 15, 2018
Not that kind of dance
Being unintentionally
stupid
doesn’t mean you’re dumb
& too
still means
you’re not allowed
to stand on
my feet
stupid
doesn’t mean you’re dumb
& too
still means
you’re not allowed
to stand on
my feet
Monday, August 13, 2018
For a better toy
Dragging a so-called
friendship along
the floor
like a shoestring
for a cat
like a toy
you hold power over
to make-believe
you hold power over me
will only
get
your shit
scratched & ditched
friendship along
the floor
like a shoestring
for a cat
like a toy
you hold power over
to make-believe
you hold power over me
will only
get
your shit
scratched & ditched
Dependably weird
I am not
a go-to cul-de-sac
to spin donuts thru
when your days
get too predictable
& your mind
weary
a go-to cul-de-sac
to spin donuts thru
when your days
get too predictable
& your mind
weary
Sunday, August 12, 2018
Squeezing the trigger on fear
Darker than the lowest depth
of every grave
&
deeper than the caverns
of a blue hole
as imperceptible as the muffled sigh
uttered from oblivion
before opening its mouth to release
its most intricate of screams
some realities shake stability
from out of
its deceptively even sway
of every grave
&
deeper than the caverns
of a blue hole
as imperceptible as the muffled sigh
uttered from oblivion
before opening its mouth to release
its most intricate of screams
some realities shake stability
from out of
its deceptively even sway
Sunday, July 22, 2018
4am in a room lit w/ scented candles
Playing
in the background, was
a television w/
signal interference, the
image was partly broken into
a chunky discolored pattern
shifting on the screen
in an awkward
dance
every other 5 seconds
an actual word
or tune
may have pulled thru,
but acting more
as tease than as release
if anything
its static pinched
at my burning ears & stung
the brow of an aching
face
my flesh wore
a coat of lacerations,
keeping wrapped w/in
the twinge
of a feeling
akin to
internal bleeding
in the background, was
a television w/
signal interference, the
image was partly broken into
a chunky discolored pattern
shifting on the screen
in an awkward
dance
every other 5 seconds
an actual word
or tune
may have pulled thru,
but acting more
as tease than as release
if anything
its static pinched
at my burning ears & stung
the brow of an aching
face
my flesh wore
a coat of lacerations,
keeping wrapped w/in
the twinge
of a feeling
akin to
internal bleeding
Tuesday, July 17, 2018
That one step that creaks
W/ rusted nails
& a warped plank
it speaks of
past reasons to reach
another perceived
plateau
in a room nobody knows
& a warped plank
it speaks of
past reasons to reach
another perceived
plateau
in a room nobody knows
Monday, July 16, 2018
Monday, July 9, 2018
Exacting existence
What rests in the details
is the finality of nothing
&
the beginning
of
everything
is the finality of nothing
&
the beginning
of
everything
Friday, July 6, 2018
Sober coping
Being
willing to be drug
across a bed of nails
by hooks slid thru
the toes,
instead of just
pretending
to rest
atop agony
willing to be drug
across a bed of nails
by hooks slid thru
the toes,
instead of just
pretending
to rest
atop agony
Wednesday, July 4, 2018
Forever in flowers
As if always in winter
sin
is necessary
for
the end product
in
order
to go on growing thru
each
beginning
sin
is necessary
for
the end product
in
order
to go on growing thru
each
beginning
Monday, July 2, 2018
So you can't turn the volume down, then find a different frequency
Ease up
off
your own pain
&
watch the rainfall
instead
off
your own pain
&
watch the rainfall
instead
Monday, June 11, 2018
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Just for good measure
Some people leave
a mark
on you like a boot print
in the mud
& on certain days they put
their foot back
in the small
of your
soul
& there’s no reason
to act surprised
anymore
as it’s basically
expected
a mark
on you like a boot print
in the mud
& on certain days they put
their foot back
in the small
of your
soul
& there’s no reason
to act surprised
anymore
as it’s basically
expected
Monday, June 4, 2018
Well
Just having trouble forgiving myself
for the details I can’t let go of
as they pass, knowing
those facts
will just jump up
& sting me
twice
down the road
maybe too
it’s my callus vanity
which makes it difficult to
reach another point
in acceptance
or perhaps it’s that
I keep forgetting
to breathe, so it’s akin to
being
stuck in time
for the details I can’t let go of
as they pass, knowing
those facts
will just jump up
& sting me
twice
down the road
maybe too
it’s my callus vanity
which makes it difficult to
reach another point
in acceptance
or perhaps it’s that
I keep forgetting
to breathe, so it’s akin to
being
stuck in time
Sunday, June 3, 2018
Folding oats
Rarely do I actually get
angry
it poisons the body
too easily
acceptance is a better key
I still tend to get more angry
when in a situation
it’s inclusive
tho
anger burns the esophagus
so scarcely do I
bitterly indulge
angry
it poisons the body
too easily
acceptance is a better key
I still tend to get more angry
when in a situation
it’s inclusive
tho
anger burns the esophagus
so scarcely do I
bitterly indulge
Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Bare essentials
Others
may try
to drape
labels on me
when I’m out
but
when I’m home
alone
I like to walk around
nude
may try
to drape
labels on me
when I’m out
but
when I’m home
alone
I like to walk around
nude
Monday, May 28, 2018
The new Fen-Phen
‘Girl___
what did you take
to end up
looking like THAT?
Hook me up
w/ your secret!’
Oh___
what you’re looking for
is illness & poverty
so intense
it ruins your life
physically
to the point
of being drug inches up
to your own death,
just praying
you’re lucky enough
to survive,
w/ something
resembling
sanity
what did you take
to end up
looking like THAT?
Hook me up
w/ your secret!’
Oh___
what you’re looking for
is illness & poverty
so intense
it ruins your life
physically
to the point
of being drug inches up
to your own death,
just praying
you’re lucky enough
to survive,
w/ something
resembling
sanity
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