Wednesday, March 25, 2009

A Note

Anonymously recording
nothing--
no pseudonyms here--

sign my name loudly, with a flourish,
graffiti scrawl across the universe,
in neon colors

(I want it there for the world to see,
and to know
it was me):

if I am destruction,
so be it;
I'll twist it to my own ends.

Do you understand this defiance?
Do you grasp the gravity
that pulls me ever closer to the brink?

Explain to me the hunger
that burns the candle at both ends,
pulling in opposite directions;

expound in melting tones,
dripping with smoke in my hands
(ephemeral and everything I wish to hold but can't).

With pain and loss and
all that should have been,
I'll paint a picture of the worst of myself--

shameless self-destruction,
prideful scars and seething guilt,
sharp edges and nothing of innocence--

if you could accept a monster,
maybe you can love
a shred of humanity that might exist

(wrap me in a comfort
I've only imagined,
help me unfold my wings).

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

signs , signs, sigh-

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slowly please

i read the signs
each telling me something diffrent.
crushing then jublilant, i will take the latter and start anew.
alone in a unxpected brand new world.

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