Originally, it started with a snap. Not too similar to bark. It would have to be a bit stronger. So, a branch. That satisfying -WACK- when you'd kick an old empty trash bin from school. Take five of those, string them together, then you have what it sounded, what it echoed. But as one big …
Category: It’s Poetry My Dude
Snap out of it
spider legs curl around its prey. Silk falls around the shoulders, gives a minuscule weight that brings two barbs deep into the meat. hanging beast gives protection against the elements. The cold seeps through the strands, and while the soft touch brings relief. Nothing else did. Everything else melted to liquid--torn to pieces. between the …
whispers--fly through strands of hairagainst the flesh behind the earsbetween the fingers and into drumstelling you to reign and runwords and whispers--calm and caress, kill and catchbacking against the wallwith only whispers running down your backbone. whispers--crack the windows, three at a timebend the doors, two at a timetwist each thoughtone time
keep out, it sayskeep out and stay away,keep out, I hearkeep out and stay back,keep going, it wantsbut keep out, it trieseveryday and minute
State of Mind
It's supposed to be with feeling. But all I feel is...It's supposed to be therapeutic. But all I see is...It's supposed to be tranquil. But all I taste is...I'm supposed to be me. But all I accomplish is...There's supposed to be peace. But all I hear is...The songs down the line.
Risk and Reward
one replaces several, so there isn't an original,pieces floating with particles and cloversdroves of cries, drones, blows, copies of caves, traced to bring veins, vague and graveexceptchildren of Change, to the height heldcatching more than manic meld,driving deep to mountains matchedtrials, tribulations for the two halveshaltedby grafts of skin
sleight rip in the stings of a violintings of strings, a cage of wooda pack of cards flipped to piecescatching cats against the breathsanother window minutes beforethe cage rots away, giving moreshine to the seeds stuck in a holerolling as thunder, a touch of shockone second from midnight freightsdeceiving the curls among the cloudsit takes …
to go up while falling, to grind while soothing,to survive while failing, to grant while moving,to catch while dying, to trying while crashing,to ripping while gathering, to raining while biting,every day
frost covered,cloud frothed,horizon bound,mushroom cloud,seen through skin,bothered bones,cast cuts,droplets green,mothered mass,waves away,breaking throughto another side. to the otherside.
Midnight Mania, Drawn with Blood
straining, straining, in the moment, trying,dying, straining, to bringgaining, feigning the strainat the end of the night,out of time, no brain,straining, straining,to maintain the rain.