Friday, June 8, 2018

Gaze the body lower its
wreckage like a ship lost at sea
Feel the heart, gaunt as
a graveyard of bones
Sting the teardrops trailing
down the face like dying stars
Spirit bruising and swelling by the ribs

My dear depressed darling,
My dear sad child,
Let your anger save you
Let your rage redeem

Even if I am alone, I will
bring myself back from the brink
I will believe that
broken doesn't have to break

And in the shadow of the
splintering sun, I will
nurse the light, injury gleaming
Death
to whom I shall
succumb or struggle
I am a child, I am a
ghost that visits my own funeral

Run run run the gun
Sleep until the sad is no more
Watch the world without as
much as a word of comfort
I am still alone but maybe
I can still stumble to the sun
Frantic grasping at the skin
try to keep the tears closed, try
to keep the limbs attached
but still I am filled with holes
still I wade into these waves and
sink with a wound I cannot heal

Crusade against the sin of
your mother - alone and
always alone - sometimes it
feels like life is the
chronic disease and I am
cursed to cope with this
terminal illness

Hollow in the eyes and
hunger without treatment
Loose skin worn like
clothes ill-fitting, was
never a child who could
carry the weight of her family
Hell helpless and stained

Thursday, June 7, 2018

su·per·lu·mi·nal
[soo-per-loo-muh-nl]

Origin
1950s: from super- ‘above’ + Latin lumen, lumin- ‘a light’ + -al.

adjective Astronomy.

appearing to travel faster than the speed of light

Tuesday, June 5, 2018


What is the meaning of forever
when the pathways of our lives
no longer intersect
How we feel these fingerprints
upon the heart and how they
stain the mind in colors - it still
moves me

Count the stars of our memories
against the endless expanse and
weep the widening of the
break between us

Do we grieve for time past or
for time lost within the breach?

Bloom upon the bruise, hurting
for an answer, thundering inside but
still the rain makes all things grow

But I still can't let go


(why did i say goodbye?)
Everything happens in reverse
Waterfall back into the eyes and
the blood leaking inward to the veins
The bones unbreak, the teeth unshatter, the
heart continues to enlarge
And as I step forward, a great resurrection of
the mind occurs and I am now undying,
strengthening at every step

Is this what healing feels like?

Monday, June 4, 2018

Rise from the sheets of
your bed, undying even as you
feel the skin sift like sand from the bones

Hold your arms up against your face to
guard against the wind and
grow larger
Hear the brightness of your heart tower as
firm oaks against the veil of night
Kiss the stars, swim amongst the galaxies like
endless lakes of dreaming and
baptize the body in the sun

(you are alive)