Her Body
Grilled and carbonized matter
Choked with debris
Mon Cher
Their bones will be scattered and their bodies will rot.
Tragic little soldiers
unmasking battery
and causing dreadful destruction
She passed heaps of comrades,
Friends and foes joined in one mass.
One might think the sky was on fire,
And she who has not seen it with her own eyes
Cannot imagine the disorde...
Wednesday 9th August 2023 5:01 pm
Stained Petals
To be seven years old and unafraid
I was crying to stop it all.
The sensation
The falling
The cold, round, blue-black space
And the turning world.
I was born to eat flowers
I said to myself,
Some flowers bloom and die in your mouth.
I did not like it
I don't want to talk
To become a bad thing
A paroxysm of rage
Murder wet against my lips.
Wednesday 9th August 2023 4:55 pm
Changing Season
my heart he held
red and round
swollen and infested
juicy with loveless generalities
wormed with fear and disease
pulsating to prove
here here, I beat
and as it were, to beat is to exist
yet the seedless ground and thoughtless mind
all the branches accounting for shame
cause us both to petition something must change
if something is to grow
the hard casing that...
Friday 22nd January 2021 1:55 pm
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