They're still hanging from you, weighing you down. Keeping you anchored
Keeping you from rising, light, free, finally free
Pulling from inside
It's up to you to pull the rest of them out
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Pre/Post
Ripping between the seams
It hurts, it hurts
It's too late, insides spilling
Are already festering, infectious
Pulling the ropes of intestines
Stomach, kidneys, heart
Green with mold
Into the dirt
Only the black lungs remain
Shrunken and shuddering to breathe
It hurts, it hurts
It's too late, insides spilling
Are already festering, infectious
Pulling the ropes of intestines
Stomach, kidneys, heart
Green with mold
Into the dirt
Only the black lungs remain
Shrunken and shuddering to breathe
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Slow Down
An hourglass filled with smoke
Beats spaced farther apart
Lukewarm, still
A reverie from nothing at all
Slow, it's all slowing down
A piece, you found a piece
As blood cooled in your veins
You lay, and you dream
Beats spaced farther apart
Lukewarm, still
A reverie from nothing at all
Slow, it's all slowing down
A piece, you found a piece
As blood cooled in your veins
You lay, and you dream
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Is
For months, for as long as you have been conscious, the gulls descend to eat you. Open to the sky, you watch them root and pull and swarm and swallow. You understand why they do it. It's only natural. But you hate them.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Thursday, October 25, 2012
The Swells
It's high tide as they leave you on the beach. Air and sand scrape your muscles, ribs, heart. The smell of salt as ocean waves lap against you. You tremble. The aching reminds you that you're breathing.
It's a feeling you can never forget, and will always cherish.
It's a feeling you can never forget, and will always cherish.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Diagnosis
As you crack like an egg in front of them, they seize your body, prying the pieces apart with long silver tools.
Like surgeons they tease apart every fiber, every sliver of fat, every thread of your nerves. They see your raw, bleeding body, naked in the light. The air shocks your senses, and you lay gasping as they work.
Like surgeons they tease apart every fiber, every sliver of fat, every thread of your nerves. They see your raw, bleeding body, naked in the light. The air shocks your senses, and you lay gasping as they work.
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