DEATHWISH
Watch him paint,
as the Devil
whispers in
your ear.
Words form
above your head.
Is it paint,
or blood?
Hypnotic movement,
soothing voice,
come from
either side.
Dark thoughts,
red spatters.
Cold floor,
brain matter.
Matters not.
The invasion
has begun.
Deathwish
A phase
or passing fancy?
A dream
or cold reality?
Small bits
of broken glass
pierce the skin
and you see:
The Devil is you,
the painter is me
Coexisting,
fighting,
creating.
UNNERVED
I close my eyes, and see the parallel.
My mind's eye jumps the tracks.
I will open them.
Open to see reality,
consuming all at once.
Too much, so I will stare.
Stare now, in between the tracks.
Not committing to either direction,
unblinking, empty.
Empty clock bereft of hands
advancing forward, yet backwards I fly,
as the train barrels onward.
The wind is my hourglass.
Globules form on my forehead,
sucked away by the gale.
The hourglass strengthens.
The tempest is my timekeeper.
Stare breaks and eyes drift.
On the tracks now, not touching
the rails-
I sail Above, or is it through?
The vortex dies and time stalls.
Neither passing through
nor passing time,
I am rooted now.
The hourglass is empty,
The sands scattered
as are my memories.
Granules coalesce
And envelop me,
Smothering out
my recollection.
Wind begins anew,
And the tracks are uncovered.
I must choose.
FAIRY TALE ENDING
Fairy tale ending
Drifting skyward, over landmarks pocked and scarred by ruin
She calls to me,
ever fainter,
as if fading backwards, reversing field,
making waves in her wake.
Shallow breaths drawn, ever more pronounced,
disfigurement looming,
pain swelling,
like an ever expanding globe of despair.
Calling to the depths,
calling to the heavens,
calling out
to whoever,
whatever,
may listen,
may judge,
may absolve.
Sleep comes,
startled now,
by revelation and fear.
Drifting out of myself,
into another,
another dream rattles my cage
my mind.
enveloping,imploding.
Rest for the damned comes not-
not in this fog.
Perhaps an opening
to see the light...
it shuts now.
That is fine
fairy tale ending
drifting forward
under landmarks unseen
relegated to disrepair,
dissatisfaction.
