She is gone, Left long ago. The agony that sieges my life Sprinkles, Then pours. I try to move forward, No pain allowed. Time mixed sorrow with anger, it is me. This topic is not easy, it’s not clear cut, or black and white. It’s so grey the lines have blurred where the ocean meets … Continue reading Blurred – October 28, 2018
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I Am My Own Mother – October 1, 2018
I adjudicated to my dad The role of a lifetime, Mom. The sentence I handed down embroiled, Year after suffocating year. Waiting patiently, at the end of my fallacy, He was not a she. I created a character that did not exist. The assigned persona was destroyed. The fruition hit hard After all these years. … Continue reading I Am My Own Mother – October 1, 2018
Slow Lane – April 7, 2019
I grieve for this, I grieve for that. Time to start thinking along different lines. Errrrrch, not today. Must be in the slow lane.
Words – August 24, 2018
Rolling the sounds around my mouth Like Yahtzee dice waiting to be thrown. As My tongue attempts to coerce them out, Seeking to form words. They spill out, and land at my feet. I quarrel, doing an unnamed dance. My steps are callow and awkward. The lyrics end I pick up what’s left, and Stuff … Continue reading Words – August 24, 2018
Smile – April 25, 2019
Plastered. Ear to ear. Day to day. You're normal, it says. A patterned look. No need to dig deeper. Keep walking. Smile.
Always a Reason – April 29, 2019
Feelings on high alert, Must be that time of month. Maybe, M.S., the weather. It couldn't be, That's just the way I feel. Always a reason. Never just is.
Cell – April 28, 2019
There. There it is. That one cell. That, I don’t give a fuck cell. It draws you in With each curl of the finger, Every tasty bite you take. Because it doesn’t give a... And it will gladly leave you there. Right there. Where you found, that one little cell. That, I don’t give a … Continue reading Cell – April 28, 2019
Jasmine – April 26, 2019
I don’t remember when her scent changed from jasmine to hospital musk. She brought it home with her, And gently dressed in it. Until the end of time. The lines are blurred. There must have been a moment, I do not recount. Erased by the tick of the second hand, Another setting sun. The silence … Continue reading Jasmine – April 26, 2019
Doesn’t Matter – April 20, 2019
The world sure knows how to kick you when you’re up. Or, when you’re down. I mean when you’re down.
Punctuated – April 23, 2019
You punctuated my life. This morning, I awoke Trying to add a comma, Hit return, indent, tab, period. Anything. I heard semicolons are a farce. Insert. Delete. Trash.
Spindle – April 23, 2019
Spindles are twisted tight, My kind of night.
Imprint – April 20, 2019
Quicker by the day, Lost and wandering And nobody Stretches out a hand. Pushing at each mention, Everything’s ok. Kept concealed. Dressed and buttoned. The best always do. I will not do it openly For, no one will ever know, But it will be by my idle hand. I promise. It comes As I go.
Calloused – April 19, 2019
Rough and numb, I can’t hear a thing you say. Your words hit hard, and Fall to the ground. You pick them up, And are on your way. Taking a bit of me. By now I’m so calloused, I doubt any of it matters.
Catharsis – April 19, 2019
Each day, A new world. One I do not know. Feelings entangle, As they roll down my tongue. Outward cries meet words. Sense becomes nonsense. 'Til the next day comes, Pain released. And worth all the sorrow, That will be back for me the morrow.
Dance – April 10, 2019
To say goodbye forever...Is everything. Those that don’t get the chance, Go through life, With our own cryptic dance.
Collide – April 16, 2019
The moon is life, Our ultimate destruction. Born together, Pulled apart. One day we will collide, And that will be the end as we know it.
Chasing – April 15, 2019
Emotions on high alert, Since it happened. Always chasing the high, Pushing them to their peak. Because if I don’t I go numb, And nothing measures up.
Love – April 14, 2019
You turn my head Not because you’re pretty, Or you make me laugh, Or you’re the least bit intriguing. You turn my head Because my eyes want to roll back into my brain at you, Snuff my nose in the air at you, Turn my back and walk away from you.
Gift – April 3, 2019
Slow motion bullet. Piercing through my heart. Bleeding out forever. The gift you’ve given me.
Pieces – March 28, 2019
The space between us swells. Until it bursts at the seams, And spills into a gazillion pieces.
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