Entry 92115 – Harsh light on the softest memory

I would run back And turn on all the lights And kiss your lips so hard they bled, Hold your body so hard you bruised me Release you only to return softer, More certain, survivor of my desire. If I hadn’t been so different from that, We might’ve had a chance. Now you have the…

Entry 1916- Bad Thoughts

Ungraceful and caught-up in historic suffering The nights are full of bad thoughts, If you let them in. I let them in. The bad thoughts give way to names Names of people and places  Uncovering memories necessary to  That letting go of pain. They crumble to reveal the names of emotions Categorization, measurable, and real….

121615- Cutting Hair

In the mirror I was not who I had been Before my hair grew long, down past my waist, A mass to take in stride like a sweet memory, Honey silk and thick syrup dripping,  suspended, swaying from my tired head. For every inch contained wanting.  I cut it one night,  I took up the…

121615- Grief Song

What impossible decisions I’ve made, the weight of them, The scars and time it’s taken to heal enough to breath forward. Onto what I know not. It wasn’t pulling weeds, no. It wasn’t cutting fat. God no! These impossible determinations, They’re a burning heart that makes ashes of fear And hands that tear at brush…

Entry 121115- Heart on the Ground

In a shape so clearly made of two halves, a whole, I wonder now if the invisible line that breaks them makes them broken like something shattered- Apart, but not as a quality: the fact of this matter, of the raw formation, Broken things ok with being halves of some whole from which everything flows….

Entry 52615 – Either Side of the Fire

You say I make you happy, always have. Then why the burning at the backs of my heels? This firey weather between us is tiring. The pushing on my spine with hardened fingers, A pressing for the forward march: “you are too slow” in the knuckles. Can you put a constant urging onward, one at…

Entry 92315 – Rules

1. If you think you are in control of your heart, (ha) That’s an illusion 2. An illusion that will be unveiled At some moment of truth 3. Because truth cannot be hidden, 4. Not even if you were in control (4.5 and you aren’t) Could you cover up what’s true 5. Because, like it…

Entry 91615 – Onward 

Don’t we all walk a path Which looks here and there, In shadows it hides and the sun sometimes blinds us? I wondered long and hard over when my feet would lead Where I thought it looked like a leading place lay. If not paved quite, cleared- not thick with thorny brush, But it was….

Entry 82015 – Can’t Blame the Ghost You Made

You can sweat and cry, kneel down in repentance. Mumble prayers  you didn’t know you knew, Run fast: Away, Back to… Confront The ghost you made. You can stick needles in a doll, Read cards Stare at walls Dance and drink away  nights and days But you can’t blame The ghost you made. Fill your…