"blankess" poems
Some smokey memory
hidden in a deep recess
reminds me death is a friend
I so crave that light I’ve known
That night I pounded the floorboards
curled my body around leg chairs
clung to my mothers old womb
crying to the moon
shouting questions silently
why… Why… WHY?!
Sprouted from your womb, I wish to return
growing from your consciousness
I wish to dissolve
I was a fire in the eye
eyeless in its completeness
vision in its blankess
burn through me
burn me whole
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
My inspiration
has gone walkabouts
My imagination
cleared right up
Each step I've taken
through inked meadows
Every wave I've surfed
of rhythmic flows
Did I take a wrong turn
or have I reached an end
Does my flame no longer burn
and will it ever mend
I look to my left
I look to my right
Only blankess to ingest
An empty night
I turn each page
Blank, unwritten
No where to engage
Inspiration has hidden
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC