Tag Archives: angst
We who are about to date salute you
I once thought of his commonplace eyes as extraordinary. I once thought of his flatlipped mouth as beyond compare. I once thought of his useless hands as masterfully skilled. We teach ourselves to lie to ourselves. We reward outward masking … Continue reading
Pile Up
I let the cards pile up, the red flag notices, the warnings. I let the shouts, the anger, the snarling hate pile up. I let it fill. I let it fill me. I let it over- flow. These are the … Continue reading
Easier
Hang me, drain me, cut and bleed me, leave me in the wind to dry and grow as hollow as the apologies you’ll decorate me with, later, leave me as nothing but bones, nothing but a rattle and rush, nothing … Continue reading
Fed
That fullflush feeling of heady high; standing up in front of everyone, everything, and saying my piece. Finally having peace. Appeasing the monstrous thing in me that wants to be fed, has to be fed. It’s a glorious thing, to … Continue reading