Dim Opus

I've grown to know, a humming in my hobbled heart. A tone that, on dirt roads, years back, got it's start, and slowly shook my soul to parts. Partly hardened, but far too soft to step up, when I was out of breath, held, by the neck, up. Stuck, but assured that I'm a lucky… Continue reading Hummer →

Exasperated, I trash it. One last grasp at ashes, before I relax, and make a final pass, with a past's worth of practice. "But what of all the cracks?" You may ask yourself. See, without the waste basket, erased from eye, by the piling high missed tries, and adolescent battle cries, we'd be still dipping… Continue reading Hail Failure →

As with an embroidery thread, a little less of me pulls through each time. I leave        a              listless        trail, which wouldn't exist, if I'd only lift my tail. And yet, it drags betwixt my legs. Where I simply wish, I'd been gifted a fissure instead. But fret not... My thoughts, a cost… Continue reading The Cost of Coffee Grounds →

I thought you broke me. That I was bound to broken glass, eat. And only smoke, breathe. But now, I see this as a symptom, (rather than disease) of never showing the whole ME in the first place. It's only now, that those notions seem less than sane. For, my breed, we like to bleed,… Continue reading No Need →

For years I've mulled about upon this mountain,beside a river bed run dry as I.It is here I climbed,to flee the field of prying eyes. To escape a faulty place, where the prideful scry you from the side....But, that's reactive crap! You see, as time passed, my mind relaxed. In fact, I can't help but… Continue reading The Cowl of the Cumulonimbus →

She's got this splintered, sharp edge, that only grew more jagged, as solitude sustained itself. Left alone upon the ledge, until this undone humpty let the liquor slip between her already drunk teeth, and gave her best attempt at a backflip, between the lights lining the street..... There she goes again, reaching for smoke and… Continue reading Humpty Undone →

It seems time has left me weakened. So, I'll clean myself, and be your something shiny for a weekend. Let your bored feet drag me, back towards the deep end, repeating an all too steady trend. I loathed watching you go. Soon collapsed back to lonely, and watched as the wall rose. "Can't you see?!"… Continue reading Prepare for Arrows →

I've often thought, of how we thieved, then lost it. We burned the bridge to embers, and with bare feet tried to cross this, river rolling only wrong ways. With no wish for bedding to bless us, following long days. Because that bridgeless bed bears broken glass. And the slow flowing bleed? Well, it feeds… Continue reading Mossy →

There are many moving parts to the mosaic that is me. An equal amount, I've found, seem to be still cemented down. But that's nothing a chisel and a smile won't solve. It's quite viable to take a while. You see, survival's slow to dissolve. Resolve takes time to practice. Not so long ago, I… Continue reading The Mosaic “Me” →

I am not your novelty. Not your fucking fetish. So, instead of ALL THIS, go fuck a freshly dead fish. Send a late night note, and join my neverending "read" list. These days, they all approach, just long enough to knuckle the glass. Chuckle at the reaction, and step back just as fast. They leave… Continue reading The Mouth of the Meat Grindr →