so many things
I scratch my face
SCAB crumbles
sticks in under my
NAIL
bite it out with
teeth
taste fleshy
chew and mull over
NOW
there is what is to be said
I say it
wipe spot of invisible
blood
invisible to my EYES
dot on cheek
rough skin
curling waves
thinning hair
I watch for movement
out my window
from my perch on sill
I see all
pretend nothing is
going
return to bed
don't forget the light
but I haven't
I never even turned it on
water rushes gurgles
cleans the skin
makes new for further
scaling
moon beams light
waves casts beckons
I twist and turn
remove my clothes
bathed in darkening night
I await the morning
I guess you could say ink and paper make the writer, and I guess that's why I choose not to use them.
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Friday, September 19, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
A Spinning Nowhere
I've bled into toilet
bled onto page
wiped stench of puss
and broken zit on
monitor screen
a spinning nowhere;
footprints from metro
line--follow prey
aged accordingly
locked away in
cool, damp cellars,
fungus and green
smells--wretch
and cough
wheeze;
pack your lunch
trudge up cliffside
peer off the edge
focus on moon
gravid with orange
hue and night
sinking low--
call out and echo
no ears
within a
thousand
miles
will
hear.
bled onto page
wiped stench of puss
and broken zit on
monitor screen
a spinning nowhere;
footprints from metro
line--follow prey
aged accordingly
locked away in
cool, damp cellars,
fungus and green
smells--wretch
and cough
wheeze;
pack your lunch
trudge up cliffside
peer off the edge
focus on moon
gravid with orange
hue and night
sinking low--
call out and echo
no ears
within a
thousand
miles
will
hear.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
10:17
powers down
blood moon behind
thick rain clouds
soaked this morning
right arm left arm
bandana under hat
waited up, couldn't see
eclipse through heavy
sky, what a waste, what
a har-har-something-somerthing
argher-hargh-argh-sumetin-
hag-aw-well, sleep outside
sleep on stomach dream crash
nightmare see thought like those
thoughts you get moments before
sleep come like crashing waves
images bleeding into each other
like reading a story and seeing the
picture in your head, at night tonight
in the night I am hearing this and seeing
in steady streams what I am believed to see
every morning I look at my bed and think, "I
should cover the mattress with a sheet," and every
night I look at the bed thinking nothing and fall asleep.
blood moon behind
thick rain clouds
soaked this morning
right arm left arm
bandana under hat
waited up, couldn't see
eclipse through heavy
sky, what a waste, what
a har-har-something-somerthing
argher-hargh-argh-sumetin-
hag-aw-well, sleep outside
sleep on stomach dream crash
nightmare see thought like those
thoughts you get moments before
sleep come like crashing waves
images bleeding into each other
like reading a story and seeing the
picture in your head, at night tonight
in the night I am hearing this and seeing
in steady streams what I am believed to see
every morning I look at my bed and think, "I
should cover the mattress with a sheet," and every
night I look at the bed thinking nothing and fall asleep.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Moon poems
At night dreaming,
my head folds
like heavy shit,
blurs the keyboard
revolving around the lost moon
with lights out and only
the glow of far away windows
bringing me down
like heavy shit,
blurs the keyboard
revolving around the lost moon
with lights out and only
the glow of far away windows
bringing me down
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