Subjection
A lonely starling ensnared
By an evening ghost tree
Forfeited in the twilight of
Celestial awakening and synergy.
Her blood polluted with
pharmaceutical rivers of
denial and hopelessness
beholden to fentanyl.
Future new-age Eden awaits
In a dilapidated strip mall.
The walls white and peeling
Humanity held hostage.
The serpent in a white coat
Dispenses your savior.
Sins of addiction and the
resurrection of enslavement.
I wanted to save you
In a time where nothing happens,
No decisions are shared
For what we cared for.
Will the past and the future
Ignite into the present?
Absorbing in the transdermal imminence
Of our first and last love.
Wayfaring
City rain breathing
Radiation from the storm clouds
As tar black feather balls
Disguise the avenue.
Ghosts in the metropolis
Leer from empty buildings
Poisonous tomb stones
Rising in the shadows
Devout of humanity
Lifeless and forsaken
On what journey
The victim returns?
PTSD
Hot black asphalt
impregnated and marked
with the tires of a
spinning coffin box.
Pieces of cold medal violently envelope around your warm skin. Glass rains down in tiny fragments of snow mixed in the creation of shards stained in blood and sunshine. Falling asleep in a gyration of a vertigo vortex. Morning will awaken you with the chance to hold life again in your fingers.
Florescent sun slants
Upon a new genesis
The inspiration is here
Seized in understanding.
Flashback
Prism weakens the anamnesis
Of another past
Hoarded in memory.
No sight for the thirst
Ascending the stairs
In electric visions.
A damaged metaphor
And divine splintering
At the edge of the world.
Fragmented promises
Future already past
Signals you home.