the centre

-
take me to the centre
of living
of doing
this fringe living
this not standing for much,
I pay with my blood

I'm running out
break the glass covering
on my heart
make me terrified of the way I've been


the morning after
19 oct

the lord is here
he's seen that I'm vacant
and born with an affliction for 
speed

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Amma

-
I don't want a heart, if you're not in it I don't want a home, if you don't reside in it I don't want anything that doesn't bring me to  your feet, my destination my end and beginning the entire span of my lifetime is a homage to you my radiant mother the one whose smile is the very golden sun take me,  amma.
Read more

clear quartz

-
release your story there's no one here the brain's a frantic enemy or maybe I don't know it must be about time now that's the only thing it could mean when my words start to feel this rough around the edges heavy with mud take me to the stream point me to my anger I'm clear quartz wash me clean and show me to the light
Read more

it's a trap

-
in this disturbance let me meditate on your name in this misery let me meditate on your name why do you so desire to be known it's a trap don't pick up a name drunkenly laugh when they call you a freak where are your wits about it your desire to be someone makes you groggy you're everyone let this silence you and sing praises of the lover
Read more