The Poetry Marathon

Today I had lunch

With my empty soul

On display.

I was surprised

That people around me

Had the strength to eat.

As I scribbled some scribbles

And waved tiny~like

To a child across the way~

My attention was caught

By the couple to my right

Kissing sweetly.

There, in public.

Smiling all the while.

I turned quickly

Shoving my heart back down my throat

When my eyes locked in on a stranger

Staring back at me.

Finger in the hole

Of his own bloody heart.

Across a crowded room

Our eyes meet.

I hear a thousand words

Pounding through my heart.

Rushing through my brain.

Across a crowded room

We smile.

I feel a thousand shivers

Dancing up my spine

Tumbling into my stomach.

Across a crowded room

We remember.

I see a thousand memories

Captured by my desires.

Singed with your rejects.

Across a crowded room

We turn.

I sigh a thousand sighs

Squaring up my shoulders.

Walking away.

When I think~ I think of you

(and think of you I must)

I think about the way you looked

(you last looked at me)

You

I thought

Were Meant for Me

but I was wrong.

(so wrong.)

You

I thought

My World was Yours

but I was wrong.

(so wrong.)

You

I thought

Would Love Me, too…

but I was wrong.

(so very wrong.)

Warm skin

Even warmer

Glistening in the heat.

Sun~kissed glass

As I open the door

Shiny metal burns me.

I freeze in pain

Plastic slits of dash throw air

Like razor ice~cubes at me.

Sweet delicious grinning goosebumps

Make me laugh in glee

Locking it all inside with me.

I shut the door

And smile at the sky

Ahhhhhhh~Technology!

Looking down through depths so murky~

Eyes frantic!

Floating, ‘cuz I cannot swim.

Searching for swift shadows

Beneath me…

Pulling air from the sky~

I search for salvation.

There is none. Only Me.

I drift out to sea…

My head hears the music.

My heart shrieks dancing~

What just touched my feet?!!

Before Darkness?

Darker still.

No light in sight.

Purring plops of precious pretty pussy cats

eyes closed so tiny!

So loved.

Harsh licks

of Mother’s tongue

so sooooothing…

Rumbling tummies wake me up.

My new Family in my lap.

And all before Dawn.

Rain I hear. Behind soft music.

Tinkling, the bells in front of the storm.

Methought I glimpsed heaven.

Once, when I were small…

But seeing my future?

I gave it up all.

Crying, methinks the source of rain

(your eyes)

The music. The softness. The glimmer.

Methought I glimpsed heaven.

Once. When I were small…

When seeing my past?

I gave it up all.

It was over between them.

(but was it?)

Over before it began.

Middle bits, so sticky and fun!

Before the Beginning?

The End had Begun…

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream…

an Insomniac’s most fervent Desire

I welcome sleep like a long~lost Lover, beckoning

begging beautifully

But it runs from me.

elusive, enticing, forever taunting…

which witch~potion cuddled me last, i disremember

only knowing screams of terror filled my heavy ears awakened

i could not see, wet eyes, for the screaming, the screaming, the screaming…

The SSSssssscrrreammmmming?

( ’twas me )