Hands raised,No fight left in this particular battle,Because you hide beneath the surface.I’ve dulled knives digging,Skinning myself like a rabbit,Only to find flesh sensitive to wind and touch,Still, you rear your vile head, Poisoning me and others.I shun, I beg, I curse and rip your rotten roots but it’s too lateand back you go into … Continue reading Get Some Rest
Tag: POETRY
Probity
I see you,Your probity beaming bright on my lack thereof.Slapping the lies I’ve ingested and built as my own.I’ve temporarily pleased off the pain of others,Only to be left starving and lone.Don’t be distracted by those who mistake your presence for impairment,Because we need you and I see you.And although at my most weak moments … Continue reading Probity
Please Stay
Light peeking through the curtains, I smile with a sigh of relief.Today, I can see you,I even went to the roof to admire your rise.Making up for all the days your presence fails to penetrate my pit,Not today, I can see you sun,I mean really see you.Please, please stay.
Soul Retrieval
Contemptuously conditioned to stuff extremely complicated subjects into tiny boxes.Hoarding what’s ours and hissing at anyone who questions,No, threatens!I don’t believe that some are tougher than others.Sensitivity is the nature of our species,Some of us are just better liars,Cloaking ourselves in more acceptable emotions like indifference, anger, annoyance.Because most of us have souls that fled … Continue reading Soul Retrieval
Poker Face
“Are you stressed?” She folded her arms in concern.I shook my head, “I don’t think so.”We both looked down at my nails bitten and bloody and then back at each other,Silence.The creases of my mouth began to lift and I smiled for the first time in days.
Dethaw
It’s true that the body keeps count,And in this moment I was reminded.I was taught that lesson of how deep it efforts to keep us safe from what we can’t bear.And I suppose in this moment,Alone in the middle of Thailand, While being massaged by a sweet stranger, It was time to face the void.Silent and stiff, … Continue reading Dethaw
Anonymous
A perfect day,Almost. Perfect for me,When I’m reminded perfection is false, I’m reminded that I have feeling,that stretches further than myself. And just as my day marked a new beginning, I saw an unapologetic period stamped on yours. Because nothing feels as real as seeing your strange, lifeless body covered by a sheet,And nothing feels … Continue reading Anonymous
Table for One
When the lights dim and the noise fades,And your juggling that fine line of loving yourself and thinking you’re better than others. When all the other soldiers have gone home, And your about to pour that drink, turn on that show, take that hit, Remember,Sometimes the only person left to battle is yourself.
Whimsy
What a beautiful line you balance.Taking in the world with grace,Gaining so much wisdom from being quiet, observant, stoic,Only to turn around and flip all that is stiff and serious, a jungle gym for your pleasure.Living between both worlds,Never hardening, only receiving.Softening at the perfect moments and finding room in the heaviest. Art by Teresa Moralez
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