Illusions (meet me at the carnival pt 3)

Crooked bow tie and wild hair A table that hides nothing Conjuring spellbinding trickery Cards vanish while coins come into view Sleight of hand since he was eight A slick box of tricks Illusions and allusions Follow his hands carefully Always looking in the wrong place Once lost a wife he never could make reappear […]

The Mush From The Hill

I visited her every weekend for nearly six years. Her once-dark hair now silvered with age, but you could see she had been knock-out gorgeous in her youth. In my eyes, she was still quite beautiful. She had no family, so she claimed, and I was the closest thing she had to a friend. When […]

Collaborations

I just realized, like a couple minutes ago, that all I am is made up of collaborations. Joint efforts between me and you and you and me and me and him and her and me. Bits of you smeared into me. Cooperations and associations. Collusions and alliances. Combination of participation. Under all the layers is […]

Reflections in a Mirror

Mirror, mirror, faded glass: What’s that I see? It’s me. I’m lonely and fearful; A mouse tiny, insignificant; Overlooked, unseen, unnoticed. I’ll never be good enough… ….will I? Mirror, mirror, painted glass: What’s that I see? It’s me. I’m manipulated and worthless; A mangy dog begging for attention; Kicked, bruised, eating my own vomit. I’ll […]

A Prayer for Resurrection

sitting at my graveside looking in covered in the dark shroud shredded I gave one too many pieces and committed that final sin that final piece which stole the breath right out of my lungs so ready for you to love me begging starving empty a painted doll with no substance though I desperately craved […]

In Reality, There’s No Buried Treasure

I fell in love with a writer once. It was so easy to slide right into those words and make them mine. To pretend that sometimes they were words written just for me. They weren’t. They were about other people. I knew it. But I WANTED them to be about me. I was desperate to […]

Scarlet Letter

Stones in my hands Coals for eyes Back ramrod straight Cardboard shoulders Stockings run Bloody knees ‘Neath a skirt torn Heft the weight Breathe deep Take aim A sobbing call for justice Memory fades out Remembering His hands upon my flesh Squeezing as I shuddered His fist in my hair pulling Exposing my throat to […]

Just Another Tool

I’m just Another tool in your tool belt Right? Pull me out when you Need me Walk away when you’re Done You bastard I don’t want to be Your useful tool Your stepping stone Your plaything Your side-fling Your feel-good Your second choice Your ego-stroke Your loyal dog I want someone Who loves me I […]

I Am Origami

I pulled all your old love notes out of the special box I keep tucked away in the closet. I haven’t read them in… well, a really long time. Every so often I’ve pulled it, the box that is, down and held it in my lap. I could never bring myself to untie the string […]