#scrapes
scraps and scrapes of
scripts,
from tears and zippered weeping of
rips,
lie upon my consciousness like pimpled
irritants,
begging for compassion wetness of
completetedness,
but time is a bitchye mistress, fools not with
suffering,
so herein dispatched one of many driftwoods
dispatched
and let us say
who’s up next. Amen!
Dec 6, 2024
Dec 6, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
my ribcage scrapes against my heart
body
soul
but isn’t supposed to
protect me?
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
I liked to spring forth from the bushes
Trying to catch my 2009 year old friend mid March
The burning heat as firewood’s crackling glowing heart
Erupted from my knees as my own
Feet had fought each other to which was going to be placed
Seeing red white and blue the Final chalk
Me up as scraped with fireworks of every decibel explodes in
My head
Its back backed by the drum beat of a song we cant ever remember
But will never forget
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
*everyone wants
to slip away
casually -
but you cant
slip through
the cracks
without earning
a few scrapes
if youre caught
between a rock
and a hard place,
something will
end up broken
because the
foundation
you build your
love on
cannot be made
of something like
sand*
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
i tried to tell my sadness to my friend once
they laughed it off
as if it were merely a scrape
that could be healed
with a bright colored Band-Aid and time
i thought about telling how it really was
tell how the scrape traveled into my bloodstream
into my liver
kidneys
brain
heart
and slowly my sadness began to pump through me
until it became me
like a bear burring in its den for the winter
only my winter shows no signs of passing
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 7:07 PM UTC