Wednesday, September 19, 2018

TELLTALE (For Christine)




LIKE THE STAINING FROM THE INK THAT RUNS ACROSS MY PAGES  
THESE HALF SMILES BARELY MANAGED TELL A TALE ALL OF THEIR OWN   

               
                                                                                                    

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

A SMALL WHITE ROOM




I MADE IT OUT THE DOOR AND STUMBLED TO THE STREET. I MADE IT TO THE LAMPPOST BUT I COULDN'T FIND MY FEET.
FEELING VERY DIZZY AS I SENSED THE DANGER THERE.
FEELING AS A CHILD AND SMELLING ETHER IN THE AIR.

I WAS LOOKING UP AND LOOKING DOWN.
I SAW MYSELF CRAWL ON THE GROUND. I HEARD YOU SPEAK ~ YOU WERE NOWHERE.
I FELT YOUR BREATH ~ I FELT YOUR STARE.
ETHER THERE! DANGER THERE! I FELT YOUR STARE! YOU ARE NOWHERE.

I SENSED YOUR SCORN!
I SENSED YOUR STARE!
I SENSED YOU THERE!

I WAS LOOKING UP AND LOOKING DOWN.
LAUGHING, CRYING, BOTH AT ONCE.
I FELT YOUR BREATH!
I FELT YOUR STARE!
YOU WERE NOWHERE.

I MADE IT HOME ~ I KNOW YOU LIED. YOU HAD NO EYES. I FELT YOUR STARE! I KNOW YOU SAW BUT WEREN'T THERE.

LOOKING BACK I KNOW YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE.
LOOKING BACK I SAW THAT YOU WERE THERE.
I WAS LOOKING UP AND LOOKING DOWN. 
IT WAS A SMALL WHITE ROOM.

A SMALL WHITE ROOM WITHOUT A CEILING OR A DOOR. IT WAS A SINGLE BED. 
THERE WAS DANGER THERE!
THE SMELL OF ETHER THERE!
YOU GOT ME HIGH AND YOU WERE THERE!
I SMELL ETHER IN THE AIR.
I SMELL THE ETHER THERE!
IT WAS A SMALL WHITE ROOM.


Tuesday, September 4, 2018

MOONLIT



AS I WANDER THIS MOONLIT LANDSCAPE I THINK OF THE SHIFTING SANDS OF WHAT WE CALL TIME
KNOWING THERE MUST BE SOMETHING I'VE MISSED
WONDERING HOW IT IS WE'VE LIVED THIS LONG 











GHOST

NEVER KNOWING WHEN OR HOW IT WAS YOU FADED FROM YOUR OWN REFLECTION ~  THE WORDS THAT YOU ARE THINKING  SOMEHOW HAVE ALL BEEN SPOKEN   AND Y...