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Markus Russin Sep 2018
elusive-wheezing though
some traps are permanent
they cling; i drift away
can never be a whole
a dreamt-up version of
however flawed i am
I moved; I had a fever; I wrote this down; I published it.
Markus Russin Aug 2018
“what did you carve” she asked
in vague uncertainty
“reminders” did i answer
but left unfinished without means
to fill such things with warmth
a frown yet understanding too
she smiled “you live your way”
aware that what was lost
feels grander than the gained

that day we both still whispered
“right here we will be waiting”
and then in different worlds confined
we quietly set out to wait
Markus Russin Aug 2018
made some point when i said
'this is it'
and wished for these to be my
most impactful words
Markus Russin Aug 2018
so pressing pushed the sunlight
against our cheeks on heavy days,
our own reflections had become
mere strangers with
the warmth long gone and wild minds racing,
despair made us colluders,
we rushed and did not mind the
bleeding cuts on our arms when
we broke through the butcher’s window
to grab
her useful tools.
these streets, we thought, were made
for sadness,
but violence too they bear.

the viscera of happy people
are prettier indeed
we clung to little somber knives
and made those ******* bleed
Markus Russin Jul 2018
deeds eviscerated
/ clawing weakness
sloppy cuts /
willpower destructive
present featureless

thoughts enunciated
/ piercing sharpness
sloppy cuts /
likelihood delusive
future unresolved

feelings elongated
/ lasting bleakness
sloppy cuts /
sanity depleted
memories absurd
Markus Russin Jul 2018
he thought he
could declare himself
depressed and gain a sense
of closure

but labels only reach so far
and feelings so much farther
Markus Russin Jul 2018
is it
just me
or has the air been getting thinner
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