terry smith : Writing

A gender in bruise [ a wish for repose]

A gender in bruise [ a wish for repose]

A Poem by terry smith


Virginpetalscrushed aviolentvioletdripcrimsonin afieldofalabasterorchidstoseebeyondtheperipherythatallthefieldisinshadesofbruise
French kissing a .45 [ trying to coax the lead out ]

French kissing a .45 [ trying to coax the lead out..

A Poem by terry smith


sometimesi kiss thecold steeltrying totranslaterussian intocomfortfor mysoulwhilespinningthewheelcountingon redbutbettingon blankIonlygive itone shota..
Baptism in peroxide

Baptism in peroxide

A Poem by terry smith


Baptism in peroxideI watchedyoushoweragainforthefourthtimetodaynoamountof soapis goingtoremovethegrime&shityou feelsmearedontoyoursoulthey sayto h..
I sent you post cards

I sent you post cards

A Poem by terry smith


Icountedeverysecondofthosesixmonthsasifeachonewouldbemylasttheechosof mysilentscreamsrang outlikemissionbellsdriving my desiretokisstherazerbladelikea..
French kissing a .45 [ trying to coax the lead out ]

French kissing a .45 [ trying to coax the lead out..

A Poem by terry smith


sometimesi kiss thecold steeltrying totranslaterussian intocomfortfor mysoulwhilespinningthewheelcountingon redbutbettingon blankIonlygive itone shota..
Respect where you came from

Respect where you came from

A Poem by terry smith


* I did want to include the world as a whole but could not find a collective of stats...As a manI saySTOPall thismadnessdefiling womenlike it is our r..
[ soul ] ingenue

[ soul ] ingenue

A Poem by terry smith


I peeled the stigma of youlike cotton-mouthoff my thrice stained soulwith a bottle of scotch & demeroladhered your memory to a collageof cardiac s..
Contemptible You

Contemptible You

A Poem by terry smith


You tattooedmy affectionswith all thedelicacyof a meth addicted sadistwith daddy issues & a jackhammeryour inka mixtureof nightshade & cyanide..
All messed up in blue

All messed up in blue

A Poem by terry smith


Her landscapewas a beach lined tapestryof overgrown ashtraysand liquor bottle seashellsthat echoed of depressionpills like birdseed littered her floor..
Birds of a feather

Birds of a feather

A Poem by terry smith


I watched a school of fishflying in the oceanon wings of gillstowards the dawn