Bedrot (a poem about depression)

Monday morning.

Mostly (a poem)

'Mostly' I want the hole they left In my heart filled. I'm tired of looking back, Feeling the regret and sadness That I didn't understand them better. I want back the person I used to care about. But I know That person is dead. And the person Who is there now Is someone I am … Continue reading Mostly (a poem)

Conversations – 1:1 to 1:6 (an exploration of form)

1:1 “Why are you alone?” “They taught me I needed no one else.”

Nevermind (a poem for Valentine’s Day)

What right have I To keep you in mind When I am not owed A tick of your time Should my heart not stir At the lilt of your voice When I never occur In the bed of your choice I will tuck it all away Pocket the emotion You will not have to say … Continue reading Nevermind (a poem for Valentine’s Day)

Red (a narrative horror epic)

Hooks to my teeth It pries open My mouth Chills rattle Down the base Of my skull To the marrow Of my sacrum

Traveler

I am fine . . . just a little lost, it seems. If you do not mind waiting on me, I will find my way back one day. Maybe we might laugh again, How foolish was our youth, How cruel children are, It really has been long. If you can wait for me, Just a … Continue reading Traveler

You might have saved me

Biting cold saps the fight from my limbs, currents toss me and I tumble, sucking, drumming, gasping, thrumming. In brief I am anchored, the tumult rushes around me. “Are you okay?” Those words lost to years. I knew better than to reach back or close my aching fingers, you might fall in. So I push … Continue reading You might have saved me

Fantasy (a poem)

I often fantasize about letting go, to be one who can leave the act, and carry through. I often fantasize about running away from all the places sharp to the touch, from all the people who take too much. I often fantasize about the way out where no eyes see blinking although they may still … Continue reading Fantasy (a poem)

Not I (a poem)

Live, And do, As they do. Read their eyes, The hands, And stances. Know their thoughts, Learn their words, Grasp their hold. See you, As they do, As you do not. What you desire, What we all wish, What do they seek? Find it, Answer it, Become it. Hide truths, Bury weakness, Embody Ideals. Suffer, … Continue reading Not I (a poem)