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Shedding

you have taken my coat

you have torn off my shirt

you have ripped at my skin

entrails contained barely within

 

a gratuitous graze

of your sordid fingernails

in obtuse arrays

a chorus of wails

from the anguished self

 

you have emblazoned my scalp

with a thorned crown

raise me up, arms outstretched

then tear me down

 

i shed myself of you

the shards of me puncture your heels

your scars rest subcutaneous deep

yet my soul bears cavernous

weals

 

 

Morning

dismal morning you came too soon

with tentative glare you shrouded the moon

casting acid on this heart of mine

contented in shadows

allergic to shine

cowering ever from daylight divine

dare I step into the fleeting bright?

when all I have known is velvet draped night

nay, let me retreat to the calm of dark pure

for the void is my mistress

her iced fingers

my

lure

Retract

if i arch my back, just so

you will hear the gutteral crack

of ribs splaying

and thunder peal

confined to a distant canyon

 

observe the blood rivulet flow

tinted crimson

from rhodonite glow

 

did you think of yourself as some indelible mark on my being?

how easily I’ve erased your ochred pigments

from my crumbled cave walls

 

Lascaux?

indeed no

 

you were only the sharpest point of the trident

ending some turgid trilogy of torment

 

so stand back

drop the Finochietto*

little blood, no gore

though you expected more

your surgical precision

met with

phlegmatic derision

 

 

*a type of surgical retractor designed to separate ribs in chest surgery. Named after Argentinian surgeon Enrique Finochietto

Tortured

disturb me not when I write

for I seek answers in the night time sky

between wisped clouds

that pass,

by and by

 

as moonlit parchment draws my quill

poised in shadow

trembling still

a cursive trail of sanguineous ink

tell me true

what dost though think

of these tortured, bloodied late hour pages ?

recounting anguish

on sordid stages

 

 

Image courtesy of M.Korlaet, my beloved sister. State of the art Cinematic rendering technique from a low energy CT Scan. Breathtaking.

The Bleeding Sunset

This exquisite pain

cannot be tamed within

it seeps through my pores

pools like acid on skin

 

it’s stencils are fingerprints

etched indelibly on glass

brought up to dry lips

soured wine now will pass

 

it sullies my vision

all sunsets bleed red

dawns dim, not brighten

to your darkness

i’m

wed

 

 

 

 

 

Lizards

The physical manifestations

of your abhorrent manipulations

are rippling excitations

down my lizard spine

 

Such unexpected permutations

include exquisite evocations

and post coital proclamations

from a forked tongue

 

But after countless titillations

i’m left to ponder ruminations

during lengthy hibernations

so cools my reptilian blood

Plutonium am I

Unstable, decaying

I began losing helium bullets

the day we met

my atom balance upset

my mind a neutron haze

 

Created from an exploding star

I wanted my half life to be

a

whole

life

with you

But you listened to the incessant tick tick of your Geiger insecurities

And you barricaded yourself deep

in a radiation proof shelter

for one