When you look at me
my voice runs away
stealing my breath

She abandoned me,

     The white plastic I inhaled

     Scared her away.

Her absence left me

Full of emptiness.

A pining paradox.

          Perhaps it’s time

         To stop taking those pills

~k.hem

Energy seemed to crackle around her, constantly, like lightning wanted to escape her beautifully terrible grip.

~k.hem

This pen is the x-acto knife

I use to cut out

every scar on my body

every blemish on my soul

every burn on my mind



Perhaps I won’t feel it after I’ve cut it out.

~k.hem

I want to be washed away

I want waves to break into me relentlessly

   until nothing remains.



I want to be washed away

I need my existence to vanish

    to be crushed into dust.

~k.hem