acme

a saucepan to the face the poke in the eye falling off the cliff all hurt more than in the cartoons   i try many ways haplessly to knock sense into myself   groundhog day death by a thousand self-inflicted cuts   this is no cartoon i cannot tear off this my skin   and …

torn

i love you both options are appealing to an open heart flutter by shootings are common in the realm of the corpuscle this chemistry bonds souls bristling skin's silky hair reminds me of the fear of love an arrow pointed at my self precursing the coming of the pain measured wound open but yet healed …

oneness

jack frost came so beautifully this morning sprinkling Narnia across this land where i am so fortunate to dwell i could see the tinkling fingers of winter hear the warmth of a low sun taste the colours of iced crystals touch the silence within a tear smell the light lifting gloom i ceased to be …

now(here)

i remembered leaving arriving too but in between no crumbs   well no visible crumbs   i'd left no trail because I knew I wasn't lost just not there   thoughts of crumbs drifted by now and then like nostalgic cloud   pinky-white fluffs whispering re-member   they occupied time and a space until i …

carry at hip

how   to wipe away the stain that spreads like a poisoned tattoo   inked inside this cracked collective skin insiduous and disease like   which wraps itself about all like cloaked doom weighing our lifetime's blink   this trajectory of soul arcing to pointless as dumb gets dumber   patience all hallowed eve's daughters …