Tag: contemplation
Take a Bow
Every word spoken felt like another wrong Carried my self-doubt like armament I went to war against myself Each battle won, another scar I don’t know why This pointless self-conflict A knife held to my throat My assailant has my mirror’s face I whisper self-resentment like a dagger aimed at the heart A reflection flickers…
Ruminating About Her Again
A blazing heart Pins and needles in the bloodstream A short step and a long creak Footprints left in the dust A corridor with every door open All the lights are off Every candle flickers together No wisdom found in rotten wood The wind whispers Harsh and unwelcome Splinters all over Green pus and yellow…
Here I Lie
My self-inflicted night wounds Born of my own reluctance Delicate marks Don’t press too deeply Sanguine only in color I claw at myself An attempt to find the other meaning Deeply embedded in myself All this flesh and blood Conceal It must be in the bone marrow Nowhere else to pry I rip myself apart…
My Current Incarnation’s Thoughts at the Beginning of 2024
Of course, all things ultimately turn to dust. Did you think you had more time? It’s beyond control, a bull that only sees red. Even as you watch it charge toward you, you are powerless to keep it at a standstill. That is change and it is inevitable. Whether it makes a sudden or slow…
Forgive Me Please
I held onto anger, rage directed at the world And the world was idle, blissfully unaware. I held a sword toward it, struck the earth And it didn’t even flinch Or act with annoyance Like a man swatting at a fly on his thigh. No, the world was unharmed And the sky continued to go…
Happy New Year
Fireworks Fading Into light, into light Hope in a glimmer Starry eyes Open up Open up -k.r.r.
An Invader Caught Unawares
Hinder me plenty I wither and wither Leaves on the sidewalk Stamps from autumn Return to sender Welcome to winter I was a beetle on a tree Burrowing into bark This is food This is home You hang a trap on a branch Am I such a pest You’d make my sanctuary a hell? Everything…
Man of Excess
I am excess incarnate. I accept it. May all ribs be stripped of meat, Chicken bones crushed and ground, Bone marrow licked clean. From my hands sprout claws, My maw flashes canines. More, I crave more Ravenous, piercing, direct. How could I be subtle? I lick the blood from my cuts, My eyes surveying the…
December 14 2023 at 10:30pm PST
The lone shrieks From the little space between the floor and the door Claws of darkness spill out Form a cage of blood and bone around you It isn’t here, where did it go? The cage is getting tighter The claws don’t allow for a speck of light Until all becomes crimson dark And you’re…
My Bathroom on Juniper Street
I crave an embrace But I’ll settle for warm jets From a zinc-encrusted shower head. My faucet spout weeps Like tears from closed eyes, The little drops sliding slowly from curve to base Before falling gently, A soft plop in a puddle before my feet. This is the safest spot on earth. The shower purveys…