A long time ago
My eyes grew cold.
I don’t want control.
I don’t want to be whole.
My debt never repaid
And I’ve gained nothing for it.
I just listen to the story
Of how I have suffered this.
Once Continue reading

One day, the next.
Forget me, I rest
On marble and salt
With fingers, tumult.
My amputee Alice
With rabbit fur lace.
Wrapped around hands
Holding cards with no face.
Another sweet beauty that Continue reading

This is the first time that I questioned you.
The first time that I wouldn’t do
The lonely tasks of Punxsutawney dread.
This is the first time that I turned from you.
The first time I ignored your Continue reading

The thinnest childhood needles
Drawn slowly over veins,
Dripping battery acid
To draw the rings of Sundance.
A face so beautiful it burns
To dream of anything else.
Your hands are slaves to your Continue reading

You’ve been staring at me for so god damn long.
You’ve seen the scars in my limbs and flesh strapped to my face.
You revel in the fact that I live in a squalid little hole.
You can’t describe the joy Continue reading

I feel the cancer growing
And there’s no switching sides.
I still laugh when you laugh
As I feel my cells divide.
This is the only way
I know to survive.
I can take your anguish
And reveal your Continue reading

Why did you do this, why did you take me away?
Some is familiar, but how I’d’ve loved my moderated pains.
Live life on a leash and tell me I’m shit, just let me stay awake.
All of this because you Continue reading

My repertoire spread out and lain at your feet
Reveals all the pains and the loves that I seek.
Every lesson contained in the words that they speak
Are still too much for you to read.
Just one picture Continue reading

In my home, the walls are sugar cane
And no one dares come near for the roof shakes.
But, when you enter you become weightless
To everything outside.
This is where I’ll hide
When the sky turns into Continue reading

How can I relate with all I’ve done,
When everything I’ve known stands on it’s own?
Have I grown so lonely? Couldn’t see that you don’t need me.
And, I can feel my skin turning to stone.
I cannot Continue reading