I can’t breath

*- Oh hey mom Look The little girl She is drowning. Mummy, the little girl is drowning! She looks like she has been gasping for air for a while now. She used to be so happy? Advertisements

I got here assembled

I maybe dying slipping into the dark uncaring peeking in, out  I am struggling Short pained breaths, clutching but can I hold on It stings, marking time on a cloak, wiping away the beautiful I am drowning,  gasping for air, illustrating an ocean bend, in my mind, my mind furiously saving itself eyes closed, blue…

Interrupted/Incomplete Post.

When you have been gone long enough, it is unpleasantly tedious to find your way back and most times you are not even welcome back. Not readily, no. There are no open arms, beaming smiles or a room with fresh sheets and a clean towel waiting for you slip into. To slip into your old…

The End of things

2011 March – 2015 March The end of things, is a continuum of things mine With out me. Things like my craziness happiness thoughts feelings pain loves hurts all channeled into things … Like Sunshine. Moments. Ingenuity. Loves. Warm, Yellow. The end of things is Tears glistening like beads of sweat on black skin, like…

Saints With Droopy Faces

“I am not a poet of goodness only, I do not decline to be the poet of evil also,” – Walt Whitman.   They come out assembled in ones Men with an edge Husbands with daughters and sons Their sons almost my age These men my mouth has loved.   Hands touching hands, Pot bellies,…

Rain holds up all of the sky

  I look around inside A world my baby is going to be Delivered in   Are you happy? How can I make you happy? What are your expectations of me? How would you like me to react? We are supposed to be partners   I look around inside A world my baby is going…

oold drafts i can’t trash

I want to talk to you sorry. re-phrase. I need to speak to you I have things to say, unformed thoughts, ideas not completely thought through

SRH

GOT TO LOVE THE PERIOD IT FUCKS YOU WORSE THAN A BAD COLD.

Round and Round I Go

It’s become apparent that am waiting for my life to start. I haven’t always waited. I haven’t always sat, made lists, planned and hoped, and looked on as the one day buzzed off into the darkness only to be replaced by another one and another one, and sometimes just rain all weekend. This is a…

Knock.Knock

Remember me? Remember me… Now? Now. I am all soul No shell Bare I’ve become taboo Purity is shunned It offends It piques The senses of them To whom all sense is lost I am not trying to be ironic. This is not a drama piece. I have no quick wit I am devoid of…

:) (:

With no myths to dispel Words disappear Emoticons Hand-drawn, digitized Reappear Xoxox ❤ ❤  ((( ))) wordless we convey Our loss Of truth

The Science of Gender

My body’s gotten bored with normal sleep patterns – I was getting quite comfortable with the whole 6hrsofsleep thing. Well one can’t be the master of their own zzzzzz function, the aliens inside my head wanna stay up and awake, after all sleep is for puppies and ageing cats… As should be expected, being recently…