You were chosen...to dieWhat do you know?You were chosen...to die5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In a universe so vast
Why are we alone and cast
Our solitary shadow on this little planet?
Why do we even bother
Finding answers to this slaughter
That is our life, our sin and our disguise?
Can we find our dreams?
Our hopes and as it seems
Our future lost, embraced in darkness, fade.
And just as we arose
Our existence was foreclosed
By no one else but ourselves.
So what do you know?
You pitiful human.
You puny fragment of that which is incomprehensible to your finite consciousness.
You confused actor, lost in your illusions and blinded by your conceptions.
Where have you been?
What have you done?
You are nothing but the next one to afflict or be afflicted
DragonsDragons11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
fifteen dragons in flight, gliding through the atmosphere.
each with their own abilities,
each with their own color, and size,
each with their own nature,
with their own destiny...
on being savedi am sorry youon being saved10 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
have never known salvation
from another's touch
you can't have the world.i never meantyou can't have the world.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to make you
i only wanted
you not to
.i..1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the high is at its
best when i can't remember
why i hated myself.
death is a nightmare
only when i realize you
are not in the dream.
pine cone heart. it is 9:36 on a Tuesday night. i don't know if it's still snowing, but i do know it's cold and my palms are covered in a thin layer of sweat. slowly, it eats away at my epidermis like a parasite. soon i will be nothing more than skeletal muscle and a decaying pericardium. i think this is beginning to happen already, this disintegration. it began five minutes and thirty seven seconds ago when i realized two things:pine cone heart.1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
you will never love me.
i will love you all the same.
our timelines were never meant to connect, not really. there was just that second-long contact, a chance, a lifetime in my eyes. i keep replaying that moment again and again. i don't remember what you were wearing, how your hair looked, the way your smile looked. no; all i can recall is how your skin felt on your forearm, the sound of a marker against flesh.
i realize that that is all we will be: a fleeting smile. a promise to keep in
Sticks and StonesThey say words can never hurt you.Sticks and Stones10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Silence does a better job.
i and youwho is it thati and you1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
you dream of?
is it me
with the knife in your back;
do you see me
the woman with
a wolf jaw
cut slack in a growl?
do i pounce you?
do you defeat me
with the knife
i gave you?
and i wonder the sound
of me when you
finally put your demon
she is a venus
(her body cut from
the ivory tusk with hips
like that of a valley,
breasts shaped as
two moons caught in
and i am the trap
she slips into.
i cut her head
into a loop land wear
her round my neck
.Believe me, the world ends.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in screams and smoke
shattered glass and fire
It doesn't end
in the soft sound
of your heart breaking.
how to healthey say honeyhow to heal1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to soften the wound,
but i let the wool
wet with ethanol
until i am
again, and again,
.Sometimes,.8 months ago in Personal More Like This
the ghosts that
claw at my eyes
and the demons that
pour from my mouth
look a lot like you.
contactwould it be possiblecontact1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to grow so comfortable with
would feel like tearing off your own?
smolderyour love is burning,smolder6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a raging fire.
the source of ash.
breaking the futurein time, nothing could be deniedbreaking the future1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
85Five children, seventeen grandchildren. Still alone.853 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Nothing HelpsI close my eyesNothing Helps5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but nothing helps
light breaks focus
and eats the answers
Sensitivitythoughts of compassionSensitivity2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a sensitive pain
like a mouse in amber
or an egg in the brain
Being honesti’m not the lightBeing honest10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the darkness
but i can hold
your shuddering bones
as we battle through
our hidden demons
Perennialwe wait for the water to freeze over,Perennial1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
herald to the lean season of curling
russet leaves underfoot and haggard,
imploring faces crowned overhead.
we wait for the ice to grow thick
enough to support the weight of
a leaden smokestack sky, swaybacked
with the burden of the coming.
we wait for the rime to swell,
tiered and opaque in its malignant
procession from the fringe of a memory
that we insinuated into lakebed life.
we have waited, and we wait again.
it has come, and it will come again.
it will show us dreaded majesty,
it will whisper ghost and fear.
if you are still,
if you are silent,
if you are as we,
you can hear it now.
Touching MusicOh, odes toTouching Music1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
grooves on vinyl.
Fingers pinched winding
teeth, smoothing tape.
smudging out prints.
RelativityLooking in the mirrorRelativity9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
through the mirror
seeing a stranger,
My chest swells and my heart lurches
This girl isn't me, not at all
She looks like someone
but not me.
A movie star, a homeless person.
Even when I look at photos
no memory comes up
no allowing for the thought that I have a body
Or that the cold of my fingertips,
the throb of anxiety inside my ribs
I see my arm, an armband
A scar, a vein, a ring that has no meaning
But it did, to this girl in the mirror
Even if memory fails
Existence is relative