risen

your smile has eaten right through my best soul,

the blue/yellow plaid with the pearl buttons; shredded.

now, I am judged for the viscous black disease

that drips from my infected wound of a heart.

 

I want to carve my poisonous disgust on the backs

of all passersby who dare show me their teeth.

I want to fall into the sun, and die where nobody

can see me. I want to become as cold as you are,

 

and freeze the gaze of every uppity flesh pile

who thinks they know who I am; what I am.

I want to laugh again for any reason at all,

but every joke turns dark and rancid,

 

and the punch-lines level whole cities.

don’t point your manicured finger and scream.

I am only the monster you’ve created;

the chewed up ghost of your discarded leftovers.

 

please touch me one more time.

this walking death is contagious.

I am your eternal flames.

burn.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

There is a darkness here dancing with time and purpose... the pain that rises and devastates... Pounding in deep, your words mingle hope and hopelessness like two rivers.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Just f*****g awesome.