The crowbars are counting on me to save.
You're leaving me angry now.
This bottle of bleach is going to take me low.
Lower. Lover.
Vanish into the holes of my skin.
Trapped below the scars you've caused.
Skin it all. Regrow with plant life.
The pharmacy disasters.
Tattoos on the throat.
Room enough to bloat.
one three five.
four five six.
The doctors are counting on me to live.
You've listened to my favorite songs.
Listening. Living.
Vanquished into the heart of my heart.
Protruding little by little now.
Soak it up. Renew with your tears.
Definitely now.
The hospital's procrastinators.
I'm keeping my word. But the rest you can have.

The blood behind me kisses my feet.
With all the time never spent.
With all the words never said.
I look to my side & kneel.
Before a God too cocky.
Too proud to talk to me.
& with that said I'm done.
I'm beginning to see the light.
& it's so very sickening.
My stomach in knots & I keel over.
Heel Boy.
Now isn't the time.
She never answered that question.
You never asked it. I tell myself
Streamlined seems fine.
Whatever is fastest to get me
out of here, away from fear.

I dream of hearts hung by their own arteries.
Choking for air.
Leaving a sea of endless memories
forgotten promises.
Always there.
Never aware.
Faceless ghosts so familiar.
I kiss them, every one of them &
my soul is stolen, little by little...
Caustic Tattoos
Caution...
& you?
Don't come at me with that.
You felt it & don't you lie.
don't you cry
Back at the wake & don't you fckng try.
This presence of yours is becoming irritable
Warm. Too warm...
I've lost all layers.
All that remains in a blood soaked,
bare ***** frame.
For you to hang your every worry.
For you to blame all but you.
I don't blame you.
No, really.
I don't blame you.
No really.
I don't blame you.

Roar.
stone teeth grind dully.
Dear.
flesh swells & tears.
Torn.
breathe aggressive heat.
Breathe.

quick. slow & simple.
with a structure delicate
mammoth composures
wound warmly & fit perfectly.
effortlessly,
but, a strange wind slices
tearing strange ribbons
from themselves.
how could the small
inherit the earth &
fall asleep?

A liquid shark live in
my glass house. who
held these hands which built this?
searching for anger snarling,
quick to investigate &
release. there it's found,
eaten & realized.
this is not his home
& I am smothered.
Can I sav?
I ask again.
I am standing, straining
for air,
abrasive winds cutting
into my shoulders.
An image lost & a breath
swallowed.

& I.
& I retrieve one capital memory.
of fire dancing in my youth.
a flesh not mine searing.
& no flame genuine.

& I lie down.
on porcelain grains.
visions of smoke.
a stench.
a desire.
a dead circuit waking.
my brain knows defeat.

& you,
ask me,
if I soar?
beyond great lakes
& before steel corridors
above a muddy fortress
& below bell colored carriages.

there. above.
or below. but with me at least.
at last you rest.
at last you're warm.
they watch, they sing & I mourn.
I wake & we sleep.
on beds of white leather.

& I.
& I walk.
& I run.
& I see.
& I translate cosmic mysteries.
& I revere your pain.