Where am I? And how did I get here? Hang on…. this… place smells funny… Why is everything so bright? Why am I surrounded by all these men in strange caps and surgical gloves? Who are these giants? Did that doctor just whack my bum?…

So now you look at me like you never knew How could you not? I speak the way I’ve always spoken  Dress and walk and posture the same  I saw the same affections as ever There has been no reason to question me, never  You…

Inside out How shall that be Like wearing all your organs On the sleeve Or putting all your pots and pans On the street Inside out Slice it open neatly In one swift stroke Turn it out and wear again This bloody coat Watch all…

Beautifully amazing She questions herself Her guiding light Should she shine it   In her glory, truly being She finds her worthy Stumbling around Spinning round   Transmitting Her darkness, into light Turning it ~ Inside out

The cockroach lying on the sidewalk in front of me is dying on his back, legs flailing he looks like he is doing a workout video ‘exercise yourself to good health’ Kafka wrote of men, cockroaches cockroaches never write they don’t even know from wrong…

Already the pressure is felt, seeping into the corners, the crevices of my mind. I cannot speak, or act or write. Thinking becomes short pressed between breaths unchained thoughts without anchor and purpose. Bleary, unfocused sight calm, yet angry movements stalk my memories, allowing decisions…

“Write a poem from the inside out.” This prompt was submitted by Jo Eckler and is as she phrased it “Purposefully vague”

1. We never know what each day will bring what each day will bring will be many things we never know the outcome in life the outcome in life can bring joy or strife we never know the blessing we hold the blessing we hold…

I can only think of you as a place that has my soul I wish I could hug your walls and cry like a child why did you let me go I wish I could stay longer I wish I could be here to see…

Am i genuine Quick answer me that one Am i Genuine. What does that mean Being genuine. Real Authentic True Synonyms To being me Originality Individuality Being genuine Listening to my heart my soul my gut Doing what pleases satisfies satiates. Genuine When I feel…