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 Jan 2019 Sindi Kafazi
Zach Short
you spend your days among the graffiti:

under your bridge - shouting your expletives at an echo.

i'll spend my days walking right above you:

singing through a megaphone.
p.s. thanks for the motivation.
I was born into a glass house.
Born into a life,
With cracks in the glass.
Thrown from the outside in,
And the inside out.

Driven home,
In a glass car with
Half the steering wheel missing.

I was brought home,
To a glass house,
Where the glass had ripples from
The heat of arguments.

I am and will forever
Be the girl,
From the glass house.
Plato statue silently sits
              U2 cd - all the hits
                     my work at night (it truly fits)

to see, to hear, to quest not quit.
You know
you look
you're most
beautiful when
you sleep,

on this
bus surrounded
by people
you're all
I see,

your dark
hair and
chiseled face
make you
quite handsome,

and I
promise as
we grow
old and
skin wrinkles,

that I
will never
grow tired
of seeing
your face.
Karen O - The Moon Song
it feels like i'm stuck in
a never ending
night terror.

it's on loop and
won't stop
going and
going and
going and
going and
going and
going.

this is my cry for someone-
anyone to help me escape.
i can't handle it anymore...
Those at my behest…
  know that limits persuade
  and words orphaned alone
  into emptiness hide
  with the snow passing on
  a new robin will sing
  each breath left forgotten
  until spoken aloud
  as memories fall from grace
    —in the silence unnamed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)
time keeps wasting away
i sometimes hear the clocks
ticking.

it's maddening.

i don't know how to
use time effectively while
taking care of myself.

there's too much to do
in too little time.
ticking clocks
 Jan 2019 Sindi Kafazi
redinblue
why do you smirk,
at your perfectly arched eyebrows
or your thick succulent lips
or those protruding cheekbones
when all of those are bound
to soil, decay and rot,
feed for worms and maggot
of pungency and putrefaction
what do you have to be proud about,
when you will become nothing
but bones?
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