"palesoft" poems
go home to someone who hates you
carry your soul in the pit of your stomach
round belly full of wounds
bloated baggage marks that stretch across palesoft landscape
heavy breathing climb the stairs
1 flight
2 flight
flying
blocking
clotting
spotting
feeling
*****
morning sickening stares at you across the hall
narrowed looks
disappointing friends of foes
holding on to soft tissues
misuse everything
in sight sighing
weezing
coughing
coughing
up
blood
gushing
pouring
draining
empty
hollow
scabbed baby come and went
infant crying past the monitor
sleep through it
sleep all night
pregnancy scarred scared child of no one
orphaned feelings
aborted feelings
empty in the best of ways
no one’s inside to let you in
up the steps
to the door
ring the bell
home to someone who hates you
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC