Con-sent
You asked me if I would buy it. I would. I will. I would. You ask’d if I would draw it, Cap-sure it. I would. I will. I have. Your smile makes gods weep. Your s-mile makes sucks weak. – Hey, everyone. I think I am back.
Category: Poetry
Inner Monologue
He’s so far away So far.. he might as well be God. Apparently ubiquitous, but demonstrably aloof and nebulous. What the fuck do you want? Do you even want? Are you even in there? Are you even here? As you sit across the kitchen table behind the Sunday Times newspaper (stop sipping the coffee like… Continue reading Inner Monologue
Deplete
Depleted, I can’t give more than I have given. Can’t be anymore than what I am given. Wasting limbs and sore thoughts, Encroaching demands and taxing expectations. Spending on that which never pays. Working on that which yields nothing. And somehow I’m told this the way things. Hi everyone. I just want to tell you… Continue reading Deplete
Doleful
Rooted, Facing forward, growing backwards. Clockwise hunger From the gaping mouth. Of the blackening light and the veering soul. Concussed conscience. All the shimmering and whispering of a smouldering home and scything teeth. And there you watch as my skin melts into its pores.
Hollow
Feed me my cracked heart I scoffed the soot, I drank it all Churned it all. Burned like ash, Breathed like earth, Cracked like hearth. Peeling. Hollow. Find me, A sharpened knife A daggered grave, An endless grief. Straining. Hollow.
Bus
The guy sat next to her on the bus. The journey ahead was long, 12 hours overnight. He took out his phone and googled “How to speak to a hot girl”, after a quick glance at the search results he added “on the road”. Glossed over the results again, erased the last three words and… Continue reading Bus
Shear
On the fifth day of the great binge I looked at myself in the mirror. I had just woken up, late in the afternoon. Dishevelled face, bags under the eyes, splitting headache,messy hair, aching muscles, a twitching brain and wobbling joints – not mentioning how bloated I felt, the abdominal aches and the fluttering in… Continue reading Shear
Shimmer This Way
It comes to you on the street. Tralloping, galloping to its prey. Those heads smash all they touch. Pulverizing, demolishing – left with crumbles. Be-cause There’s a rea- -son why When we, We look In- -side. You will find- A shi- Mmer- -Ing light. They’re digging, they’re smashing, They are sniffing. Demolishing,pulverizing. They are looking… Continue reading Shimmer This Way
M
Caught, Wasting, Sick and jaded. Do you love me? Can you – Will you… End me?
Dissonance
I had that dream again, the one where I kneel before you and make overtures. I awoke, confronted by my fear of intimacy, my shunning of it in pursuit of a more o it. Each day I’m more afraid than the last that I’m losing you. You will have to push me because I’m a… Continue reading Dissonance
