To Be the Bird

Text: To be the bird,as the earth quakeswould be a silent joy. We shriek as our perchesshiver. It is only a distraction.I will find calm ground later. For now,my only inconvenienceis the freedom I possess. Strange bipedallatch to their dirt,grass,asphaltand rock. They know only a facadethinking their freedom extendsthe most. There is more to lifethan

To the Mirror

Text: Shush, Quiet. Time to hold myself,in my softest regard,it’s about time I speak To him. Him,Me. Us. I wonder how lonely it must beto only be one. It has beenseemingly a lifetime Since I felt such quiet. I have not retreated,the enemy has. He dare not desecrate my landfurther,I finally am the soldierI vowed

When I die,

When I die,I am given the choiceto remember. As my eyes flutter close,My skinmoldssomething it has done before. Which to choose? Male,scruffy,I think I was a sailor. Or,Ferret,flashing lightson either side of me. The hedgehog was there,too. (I believe we angered something.) But now I am him,me.I’m short,Soft eyes,with a growing beard. I will not

The leaves cut

The leaves cut- Eviscerate As I walk below their branches. What is it that I have done? Oh,they say I have forgotten. You seethe world tells me storiesand it has been assigned to meto relay them. Not to anyone but me,I transcribe. They seehow I forgetmy one job; Though I have many others,(and I’m quite

Happiness and I

Happiness and I,We haven’t been acquainted. A guest I see from across the room,Though we’ve met eyes,I do not know your name. I know of Fear,He has been overwhelming. I know of Softness,We seek each other out like lovers. But Happiness,Why are you so shy?

Ancient Beings

Bed between ancient beings,Roll in their gravityThey pull and sway. I wake up to new facesof swirling cloudsand chemical coloring,meteor tear dropsfall, garnish the rings around their fingersthey shine even brighter. Night sky melodies are what sing me lullabiesand I’m reminded of a home I’m too smallto inhabit.I bed beside the Earth,when I’m feeling tethered.

The Gods Have Left Me

I watched them go,those Spirits. Nameless beingsunstable,unable. They don’t belong here,they said to me. We must leave. What path do Gods partake? Through the ground,I pondered.I imagined a portalof molten rock,lava swirls,powered by devotion. Where would it take them? Does directiondefecttheir intention? Would they truly sayif up goes to heaven? Intangible perceptiongets locked in my

Staring into the Eyes in the Walls

Shivering graspstaring into eyesinsidefrom behindblack holes in whitened clasp I don’t consider them hiddenI consider them riddenwith diseasebehind seasof thievestake sleevesof hidden things Slipped awayfrom our cloudy cold days. Their findings in frost,collections of loststand between inch thick walls. We constantly peerinto their abyss veneersheer,but yet we will never get near Do you know that

Slots in Time

There are memories,Swimming,their detailsare brimmingnot concise,considerateof time. They ravel,they scrabble,till all I can babbleis fleeting imageryin rhyme. Blurry scenesdetails unseenforgotten-No thrusted,behind me. I’d wish they’d begottenbut somewhat forgotten,They’ll come backfor meand only. I write them in tangentsno thought to my actionsI was a different person entirely. The real me blanksaway butin daylightI’d stay,and let the

Listen To Us

Vomit already!You poison usAre we not good enough for youanymore? Is our crafted world for youtoo small now? Pitiful,ugly,freak. You could have our powerbut you won’t BE SILENTBE STILLBE SILENTBE STILL BE SILENT BE STILL. I STILL SEE YOU.