mood swings like a sharp axe

something ogre-ugly slithers my veins;

seeks road-kill salvation.

 

loud stink seeps pores like gasoline sculptures

of middle fingers.

 

blood-Zen

bled out.

 

mind of Christ lost,

Buddha face cracked,

soul under reconstruction.

 

porch light flickers,

giggles fade,

 

lightning has fallen

out of love with thunder.

 

savior down!

music refuses to wake.

 

nothing sings anymore

anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

I love the staccato style of this piece - like each line was hammered out on a rough workbench, and lightly chained to its neighbour.
The image of 'road-kill salvation' was so original, so you, but these are my fave lines, so much meaning has been welded into 8 words:

lightning has fallen
out of love with thunder.

[What happened to simple..]

Haha, this is evil. 'blood-Zen', 'giggles fade.. lightning has fallen'. Unspiritually harmonious.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Peanut butter would write this if it fell out of love with jelly.

[Tate Morgan]

We question our belief when we are tested and find in ourselves the nature to survive looking inward is truly divine

[KAREN]

Excellent poem!
Lightning has fallen
out of love with thunder.
These lines among others are awesome!

[Judy Ponceby]

Intense, fascinating description. Well done. Especially liked "lightning has fallen out of love with thunder."

[Moflo]

Love it! Your images show the stark contrast between a mood swing perfectly, and your religious imagery is superb!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

deep dive into reverse cyclone of mind meanderings~ you rock even the depths of the depths~

[Robin]

I remember sitting on a rock eating an apricot clif bar - me and a friend on a mountain bike ride .. and we watched a Rattlesnake shed it's skin . She was mesmerized , she said that was so cool , I said thats life ..

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dark and wonderful to read.