Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Like you remembered to feel emotion
We left her there we put her there we left her
Behind cold brick and linoleum floors
Behind doors and there dogs there’s always dogs
We left her there
Can I undo it?
This desperate attempt to realise you didn’t cry
Until you remembered to cry
Why I went along with it
My insides screaming
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
But silent tread let’s go to
That’s heartbreaking you said
I was immediately stabbed in the chest
With the end
It could matter
It could
I want to believe in a world where they are believing in the silence of
The silent march like toy soldiers
Because she said so so it must be
Mommy dearest
Mommy said so so silently
No longer shall she tread
Truly madly deeply dearly departed
Might I pluck your thread again
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The hunger is eating at the corner of my eye
I can’t sleep
Can’t escape into the dream even though the dream will find him
It always finds him
The edge of the empty sword
Of being stabbed in the gut by emptiness
Coaxing a river of tears
I thought there was someone who could fill the emptiness not him left me
But the spot remains curiously empty
As empty as me
Where the wound is left gushing
Endless lost futures
Endless lost people
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Hello
I’m not surprised that it’s you
Tick tock
Footprints lost in the sand of the beach
Where his screams lie
Called for comfort called unvoiced
A galaxy like a great scar across the sky
Holding us we push back and pull
I still love you
You don’t see me
I called and he answered instead
Redirected phone conversations
Spoilt unimpressed princess of the
Moon
Sisters in the sky help
We aren’t Royals
Unlike him
And so the man rises over the hill
Bad curtsies and niceties held tight in empty hands
I won’t return to the arena
He’s not looking
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Nothing quite compares
Compares to the ice cold awakening from a long psychosis
Nothing quite resembles
The writing on the wall
You wonder if you leave it there
It’s proof
It’s proof
Proof of what?
You wonder looking back.
Well at least they’re all famous people
Or dead or what have you
A strange sort of lingering
The echoes of being in the echo
I could have been gone
Lost in the echo
If not for some happy accidents
We’ll call them happy
If not merely a sort of joke in themselves
I’ll delve if I so wish into dreams of dazzling
Gods and Goddesses
Stars and Planets
Non
What is the word
Nonjudgmental things
Save the wreckage it’s proof
Proof of something
Proof of
How many times do I have to tell myself to get the fuck back up before I hear it?
For once
For twice
All the feelings were so real when it’s real again you go searching
Down rabbit holes
Drenched in colours and ink
But what does it mean besides the dream
Of an unhappy nothing
One for the light
Two for the grave
In what sight given
Was anything made?
I can’t understand or even begin to explain myself
Of course I don’t have to
They’re all not actually people
They’re just pictures on a page
They’re only people if they see you back
It wonders
But what does it know?
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Twilight
As the sun has dipped beyond the horizon and the light in the sky becomes a memory
The colours faded to grey and wander off somewhere before the darkness licks them away into blackness
The birth of the night a she reaches across the skies, her stars beginning to poke out holes in the perfect blue sky
Faded to dark blue as the world turns
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My adorable obstruction
My charming borrower
Whittling silent stories
Of your life in your life
Beautiful knowledge and darkened prose
Darling caretaker
Sweet worker
And daring behind your eyes I see a boy and a man side by side
Do you stand beside him or beside you does he stand?
Unwritten
Beyond the wall built, years of brick and mortar
Still you shine with all the light
There’s nothing here to tempt the wrong words at the wrong time
Only I stay beside,
Wondering what comes next