Tag Archives: poetry
In My Worrying, He Slips Away
His face is grey. I see the lack of light there. In the space that used to fill him up with life there is only a hollow. He breathes. He eats and speaks and he exists. His body survives. He … Continue reading
Cyanide
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow eventually comes and you are grey haired and knot-knuckled. You have measured out your last cigarette-stained peachpit and teaspoon and where once you scuttled under a dark oppressive ocean, sideways, hands grapp-grapping at nothing, snapping … Continue reading
But Once, Years Ago
You are the taste of vomit on the back of my tongue; the peculiar sour sting I must gag upon as I go through life, choked to be constantly reminded that I am all of nauseousness, that I make you … Continue reading
Put Me
Put me in the ground if you must; my body is already rotten. Put me in the furnace if you like, and then put my ashes on the mantle. I was already at eye-height, but now you will never look … Continue reading