They’re Coming

Jehovah’s witnesses

Fractions

We were nearly to the middle

Of what should have been said

But I pulled out my phone

And wrote this poem instead.

No halfway point

Is a hopeful place to stay,

For you will keep plopping

At each halfway along the way.

Fractions don’t end,

And neither will this,

For avoidance when achieved

Is bliss.

Solitude

There is only imitation

In grains of matter;

In rays of spattered light.

Nothing you could

Dare to scatter

Or enrapture in my life.

So I say goodbye 

Though I commend you for trying.

I’ve come to like

These empty rooms

And echoes like tombs.

Wouldn’t you?

I think I’d rather

Be alone.

Don’t come around,

There’s no one home.

Jen

You touched my

Hair and kissed my

Nose and I’m

Enamoured of

You.

If there’s

Anything you see in

Me

What I saw within

You grew.

Your eyes

Shine snowflakes

In lazy summer solar

Rays.

I’d die

If I could

Spend the time caught

In your starstruck 

Gaze.
Besides, you know,

We all die anyway.
Don’t leave but

You did though

You said you’d be

Back.

I’m all 

Alone,

My melon

Cracks.

You’re the

Needle in the

Fucking

Haystack.

Manic

Manic is

A sleepless night

And singing

Wayward songs,

Talking miles to myself

And my cats

And your spectre eyes

And the wall.

Sitting still

Is not enough.

Heat rises

In the sloping heart

As it continues

Thump by thump.

Don’t go to sleep

Don’t close your eyes as

Sadness awaits

The other side.

One more cup of

Coffee please.

I grind my teeth.

I skin my knees.

Addict

I sleep.

I dream.

I feel nothing.

Take my life

And shove it.

I don’t care.

Worries

Hover

Everywhere.

I turn up

The beat.

I’m incomplete.

My head pounds

And my hands

Shake.

My only joys

Are fantasy

Fakes.

I pop a pill.

The world

Gets still.

Self-awareness

Becomes

Alright

Though something

Within me

Always dies.

Why?

Nothing.

Nothing here.

God might

Save me

If he had ears

Or if I 

Could speak.

I’m incomplete.

Broken and torn

To the madness

I’m sworn.

I will

Endure.

For my will

Is stronger 

Than yours.

Deceived

Dead of night

Cold

Not a star in mine eyes.

Led

By a goddess

Divine

And in white.

She nails me.

To a tree.

My heart caves empty.

Her touch

Is too shocking.

My pain

And my sweat

Recoil my offering.

She attacks.

My heart pulls back.

The moon 

Implodes.

She shows no reaction.

Her cover 

Is blown.

My Pet Illusion

This is a rough sketch of a recurring hallucination I have. He mostly chills behind the tv stand but at night he comes prowling and no matter how many times I’ve seen it, it still scares the hell out of me.

Consistency

Just realized

This WordPress account has been active

For a few years.

Longest I’ve ever held any sort of

Active membership.

WordPress kicks ass.

And I appreciate

All of you.

Sunshine Ginny

Maybe I should be taking photographs with a real camera instead of my phone, though if I get it just right and my hands stop shaking, they turn out alright.