The Hunted

 
Casual passersby
Send fear on the prowl
Hunting, scouring
For the meat of anxious hearts

I waver
In the muck
Of daily pleasantries

In the mire
Of placid words
Devoid of any true purpose

Silence is refuge
Aloft, in the folds
Of restless thoughts

Where the winds
Thrive only to sooth
And send away
Every thread of dismay

War Raged in Short Bursts

 
I plunged
Into a murderous sleep
With concrete limbs
Obeying, the quicksand’s pull

Among the tombstones
Proud, grey and stern
They scaled higher and higher
In the gradual wane of the surface

Thunder and rain
Were a natural send off
Like mournful, pattering snares
With Mauser’s raised
For their unified salute

Once tame reveries
Lunged forth
With a primal hunger
As the world softly droned
In comfortable monotone

War raged inside
In short harrowing bursts
Unraveling my fabric
In every mile conquered

I recovered with haste
Through white, luminous halls
My nerves
Stewing in agony
Fearful, of the nights to come

Swan Dive

 
Scorched days pave
Slithering paths in the sand
As the mind falls victim
Preyed upon by delusion

It has become my fate
In the safety and solitude of home
Where I burden my psyche
With only myself

Where I spiral unhinged
Dismantled and out of touch

Where I spiral unhinged
Dismantled
Out of touch

Where I spiral
Unhinged
Out of touch
Dismantled

Ivory walls
And popcorn covered ceilings
Inch close by the hour
As the mind softly simmers

Dismantled
Out of mind
Out of touch

I am tired
I have given my all
I am fully wrung dry

Dissolved
Unhitched
Spiraling
In mind

Until thoughts boil over
And melt and mesh
All the same

Out of time
Unraveled
In distress

Evading Delirium

 
The noxious fumes
Waft about me
Each hour I stray and wander

A companion
I desperately strive to evade
With all of my harbored might

Yet delirium hangs close
To compromise my sight
And render my limbs
Feeble, drained and helpless

The dust storm revels
Having swallowed up
My writhing frame

Like live bait
Swaying in the current
Awaiting the full weight
Of total, unwavering dark

Collapse

 
Like a dam
On the verge of ruin
Groaning in the swell
Of heartache and tribulation

Inching close
To the sorrowful truth
Of unwavering desolation

It all rushes forth
At fortitude’s quick demise
As the foaming currents rage
Reveling and thrashing
In new found liberation

Beneath confession’s might
I crumble with haste
Undone by frigid waves
In the vicious draining of mayhem

How I dispatch turmoil
To the shock and dismay of kin
Their stern hopes swept away
By the tussling secrets
I've barred deep inside

Pulsating

 
Torrential havoc
Gushes violently
From every sweltering pore

Dry words escape
Fleeing the loom of inferno
As the perils of the mind
Stampede beneath my flesh

Like frantic refugees
Streaming fearfully
From the fervid pulse of war

With eyes fixed forward
I let them take flight
As the towering flames
Envelope,ravage
And rage among the ashes

Paper Walls

 
Thin walls
Lend me the world
The ills of kinship
All trials endured

I brace in the swell
Of transient memories
First world gossip
The flare of household names

Through frailest ivory
Coarse words intrude
Coiling the solitude
That ensnares my peace of mind

Racing thoughts
Blend
With a flurry of everyday musings

My name
Casually spent
To garnish every memory spun

Sullen
I cannot reply
With a mind paralyzed
By the inner thrash of panic

Twelve Years Old

 
Sunday nights
Breed a fire of anticipation
And Monday’s flowering
My stomach boils uncertain

The mind tussles
At the agonizing promise
Of a schoolyard panic
Its eternal simmering contempt

My tongue retreats
In the falling buckets of sweat
As I trudge the mist-shroud stairs
Propelled toward a sure unraveling

The prodding begins
As scores fall in
Prying away
At their offbeat Other

Taunting refrains
Taunting refrains
My flesh rolls away
Unveiling my distress

Like ravenous jackals
They tear through my innards
In a ritual defiling
Before the watchful daybreak

I remain in scraps
In a mangled heap of gore
My day’s spent crawling
Out of sight and out of mind  


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