POP

the awakening

nudging and tugging yanked yonked

(pls stop)

twist intertwined with the length of-

 

control, me.

i don’t understand.

the mirror is shattered and I can’t see

cracks of pain streaking the face lines of scars tear upon lips shutting what’s within

- oh reflection

 

control, mind.

happy sad, trivial poison

seeping trickling without barrier

without co

sticking clinging tothewallslikeputtyonaplateintheoven

 

control, body.

knives that  dagger. step step

sore up ON sight. poke poke

POP

my eyes. bloodshot bloodheavy

blood oozes from wiggly vessels within

and behold, light has seceded it’s holy place among the sky.

 

control, life.

NO Ne

whatever is written

whatever is read

ink dropped at whim skimming the surface of

the ponds of oceans of minds of hearts of lives

 

I am writing

and reading and re    -   writing

my mind

body

life.

      calamity strikes and the

      only thing

      never revealed is

      true

      reality is

      our mind’s FORBIDDEN

      lover.

sometimes it scares me. when i see the dog. && He sees me. But i  know who i am.