NumbersI want to be Infinite and Limitless,More Like This
full of spastic Oscillation,
wiggling about through the x-y axis,
Extending onward down the alphabet,
hitting Z and starting over from the beginning,
with A's and B's and R-W-S,
because who needs to go in order.
so don't stare condescendingly
as if I am some Removable Discontinuity,
a little blip on the otherwise perfect
function you've calculated
to run through your life.
plug it into your TI-84
and you'll see,
blatant joyous imperfection.
of my insignificance,
the very idea insults me-
as if I could be taken out of the equation,
or other such nonsense.
AnorexiaMornings filled with hunger pains,More Like This
Blood slowly dying in my veins,
Exercise then fall to the floor,
Haul body up then work out more,
Chest growing tight and lungs are weak,
Head to tired for tongue to speak,
A mirror hanging in the hall,
What I would give to have it all,
With every bite of food I fail,
Body and spirit growing frail,
Silently dining from an empty plate,
Life measured out in height and weight,
Pangs of guilt as pride begins to grow,
Rib and hip bones clearly now show,
Each extra inch breeding despair,
Body and soul now running on air,
Staring as the mirror is now too tough,
Because nothing will ever be good enough.
Addiction, updatedA grey, haggard dawn.More Like This
Already you struggle with the rebirth
It almost seemed that the impetuous
rush, the flash flood of consciousness,
had lifted you so high that you
could hear the very conversation
of the gods.
Now your ears are beset with jeering echoes
of bitter words, silent, scathing judgments
from tongues the earth has stilled.
The empty city spreads like a mausoleum
around you, its indifferent streets sprawling.
The winds keen scalpel probes the shallow
skin of clothing, insufficient to preserve your
bodys dwindling heat.
Still you know that you can purchase
yet another dose of freedom from
the curse of ailing flesh. Icarus fell
only once from the zenith of his sky.
Child AbuseDaddy left for the bar,More Like This
Stealing away the the car,
Soon Mama put me to bed,
And kissed me on the head,
Daddy was still not home,
He left us all alone,
Daddy came home just after four,
Mama was angrier then ever before,
Daddy was so mad and drunk he left the house,
I listened in bed as quiet as a mouse,
Daddy wasn't home for breakfast,
And when lunch time came at last,
Daddy didnt show up,
Mama was quiet, sipping at a cup,
Daddy came home tonight,
His eyes looked out of sight,
Mama pushed him away with all her might,
Daddy looked past the light,
Daddy took mama to the bedroom,
She screamed and there was a big boom,
Daddy walked out of the bedroom very tall,
I shrieked and ran down the hall,
Daddy caught me, I felt small,
Then he threw me against the wall,
He hit me and punched me,
My eyes hurt so bad I couldnt see,
My name is Katie,
I am three,
And on this night my Daddy murdered me.