Morning After

you’re standing at the door fiddling with your keys and I hate myself because I know what you want to hear and I don’t have those words inside me or maybe I do but they stay lodged in my throat or maybe more likely I only have them for someone else a someone else that […]

Collision Course

chaos reigned my mind untamed searching seeking watching waiting dark patches of cold millennia between eye blinks tear ducts frozen open exhale puff ice crystals float quiet deep long quiet alone longing wanting more my heart in stillness but disquiet a blue light appeared a pinprick really far, far away coming closer? I waited his […]

Fervency

you, my heart’s lover, are the very oxygen to my lungs you breathe fresh new life into me I am fire burning with passion and desire you are a tempest giving me the fuel I need glowing brighter and hotter than I ever have before I’m no longer a flickering flame stuttering with just any […]

Senseless

She fucked him to remember She fucked him to forget She fucked him to feel beautiful She fucked him to be someone else She fucked him to drown out the pain She fucked him to feel alive Because when he was deep inside her That’s when the world made sense tara caribou | ©️2017

This Time

My mind is circling again. The demons of old are whispering in my ear and I am listening. God. Why do I listen? You’ll never be good enough. You’re not worth it. You should be a better artist. You aren’t intelligent enough. You should be sexier, more hip, in touch. He’ll never make his way […]

Concentrate (Voices Call)

Voices call and sometimes I answer Feel the cold blade How it beckons, longs To stretch across my skin Bright red ribbons Becoming darker, thicker Hot, wet, wonderful Freak! Freak! Freak! They shout into my greedy ear That’s not normal! But oh how lovely it is Stroke upon stroke A better brush and canvas An […]

Black Beetles

black beetles creeping down the walls eyes stare out nothing behind them except everything everything everything every thing nothing behind them at all black beetles clickety-click-cuhlicking along ash curlicues swirls and slithers through my veins dancing pearls down my veins alphabet ash moves slow out my veins my veins as roads to pure thought black […]

Dreamworld – A Short Story

I had struggled within myself. I was working through the internal war which I always fought. The Lover, the Inflictor, the Jester, the Intellect, the Artist. We all periodically conflicted and we all occasionally worked together. Sometimes the Lover and Jester held hands and became the Flirt. At times it was the Inflictor and the […]