Inside

You attempt to crawl inside my head Inside my head Inside my head You attempt But you don’t know me You think you do But I know better That you see what you want You see what I let you So you attempt to creep and slither To break and enter To place inside of […]

The Awakening

First, the wind gently tugs then whips her hair, wisps slashing across her nose and cheeks. She stubbornly tucks the loose strands behind her ear in vain; she refuses to tie it up. It’s been far too long that she’s been tied up, knotted, wound tight for someone else’s expectations. Tonight, at least, she stands, […]

‘Love is a myth’ – REBLOG

I was utterly blown away by this piece. No words. Just…. WOW. She wandered like a butterfly Sweeter than kindness was her smile Her heart, innocent and pure She had pretty blue eyes That looked like pearls from … ‘Love is a myth’

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 […]