monologues

it flits within

the walls of the same room

cornered in my shadowed depths

spot-lit and whirling

center stage

in an empty theatre

speech withheld

from open spirits

it has come to vomit

in the only space

I ever let it own

my psyche

gladly it spreads its venom

Dissociated

swirling,

quiescent,

then loud

hushed notions

and mad realities

it finally expressed itself

to itself

monologue 

Reviews

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

O, this is very deep and creative...love how you used lower case letters to convey your poetic meaning. Your poetry has evolved and matured, although still at a higher level than most. Great job.

[Sydelle Houston]

One thing about your writing I enjoy, it causes the reader's imagination to soar with every statement! That's entertainment!