Turquoise Monster

The Tome is reclusive in nature Hiding nestled upon the shelf In clusters of almost reads Leafs and leaves and sheafs With lives their own Collecting dust Raising silver fish To make lace of words Pretty in decay

Suddenly my world did seem so hateful nasty and obscene Cold within cold without I hate you I wanna shout You took my hand you took my trust And then you ground it all to dust

Star stuff filtered through the cosmos Star stuff smaller than dust Hurtling away from explosive stella deaths Star stuff heavy metal elements of choice Star stuff light hydrogen and helium in plasma soup Colliding, destroying, reforming Different atoms to be Diffusing out from red giant expansion Layers of reaction Different star mechanisms for different elements […]

Skeletal Beauty defined Seek completion in the hunger burns Hating self Reflection worse Blazing the power of denial Filling shrunken belly with water Exercise to manic heights Shin splints, lips split Hidden and hiding Hair lank but glossed bright smoking the need away Jitter, fidget, stare intense Rearrange the room Pick at a cushion Weight […]

I want to be free but without loosing those who tethered I want to be without pain but not without sensation I want to achieve what I can see without killing what I can’t I want to lose the fear of the dark without loosing empathy I want to solidify my dreams without crystalising the […]

I am an orange ball Bouncing up and down Bright and glaring Guiding others Showing them how to sing This song An important song I start by building them Cell by cell Until they are free Then I feed them So they grow And learn I am an orange ball Sometimes they sing high And […]

They killed the poem with over punctuation Licking wounds with ticks and commers Bullet wholes peppered the corpse Fulle stops bleeding holes of stattico gun fire They cut the flesh from it leaving a skeleton of stark meaning Intracasies in a depth of deep meanings It was sadly edited into a shallow grave

What of the sound that built the word? What of the word that built the story? What of the story that built the concept? What of the concept that built the world? What of the world that built the people? What of the people who built the sound?

Just a girl broken, small Just a girl smiling faintly Just a girl tearful, restrained Just a girl hurting Just a girl no one on her own Just a girl full of hate Just a girl seeming insane Just a girl on her own Just a girl longing Just a girl numbed by the shout […]

My heart is imprinted with stark lines Grooved with ware and chipped on the many edges Love the life blood oozed into the channels And trickled in an endless march down Sticky drops coagulated in mounds Building columns of gore – a store of memories Tossed to the ground Piles of shredded dreams Skittered in […]