Little bloody dashes
Too cold for comfort
In the six blistered walls
You call
Isolated refuge
Left out… In.
Foolhardy, tripping
Clear consequences, sometimes tinted;
Hazy regard through thinning eyelids.
Soft P, S&M
I’m not used to
I am used.
The discovery, chilling, that I have a conscience
That makes me responsible for others,
For me, for others
Who love me.
Don’t take me again I cannot contain
Repressed, wrapped, delusional, fake, what-you-may-call-it.
The sound of tremulous, broken breath
I should’ve caught the clues then.
You traipse, free-falling
A little quiet, mostly husky, mnemonic
Me, I make a world of difference.
Fading purple teaches me a lesson.
Comparing brown, no longer a fascination.
This has got to be the most
Antiseptic
Experience I’ve had.
I left my soul behind
While I left my heart
Outside your door.
Went back to find it in
As many pieces it’s capable of making.
Travel back
I saw the birth of a monster.
I’d seen pictures
I thought they were make-believe,
I told you so.
Like my breath infused the dormant monster with life
Who tastes of life once, loves it,
Wants it, even if it’s not his own.
I thought I’d die in that instant
I saw and heard you lambaste me
You carved your animal instincts indelibly
On me.
I never thought of broken rag dolls until now.
Words never die, yours won’t, ever.
No speech, I will honour that.
No contact, I will honour that.
There’s nothing to honour.
I’ll just fold what’s left of my broken wings
Fly out into a hopeless world
In search of less fortunate.
Representative of all smugness
Do you all come with the same strings and package?
We cross paths, indifferent
How long before everyone gets to know,
And in whose favour would the ostracism be?
It seems there’s a mess all around
I step out of one into another
Almost as if they’re iron ions drawing me
All part of you
Spreading, swirling, connecting and disconnecting
Mercury on a glazed.
Isn’t that what monsters do?
You might be a soft-soaper
But I’m not your average Blarney stone
(Rub) all you like, you have no more wishes
In my consideration, you’re a human-been.
