Friday, July 19, 2013

Dances with Wolves

I think it is time,
The mountains need to lift the sun.
Into the sky.

Why do the ashes fall from my face?

Sleeping in trashcans,
Behind the church doors.
I sing.

Why do you call it witchcraft for my eyes to look so bleak?

"Honey don't look at her."
Laying on the couch.
Still.
Still.

So still.

My feet bleed.
I can no longer see.
Listen to the nothingness.

I dance with the sleet.


Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Dead Sea

Happy birthday,
I'm sorry I'm so late.

I got run over by turtles on the interstate.

Last night,
I watched everyone die twice.

Nightmares are like being trapped in the devil's game of dice.

Why didn't you want to celebrate?

These scars on my side hurt.
Surgery, surgery, surgery,
You were wrong, it didn't taste like mint to me.

How long will it take you to find out I almost wound up dead?

I've seen to much death.
Death meet my niece.
I'm afraid my heart is now missing a piece..