Losing the Soul

It will leave you too...you think it's a permanent resident,The hole is all carved out,your chest, rare and bloodied,has become a tender testament tothe hollowness of the actions now taken;your heart you keep somewherein the back corner of the crisper,in the refrigerator with the carrotsand a half used, slightly molding, head of iceberg;But let me … Continue reading Losing the Soul

Days of Silence

it's all lost glue and peanut butter the cat ran away with it it's been bitten mouth to mouth Heimlich Maneuver CPR Certified purple lipped finger under nose I rub my cheek feeling the hollowed out cave where it used to sit existing in a rotating desk chair pinched between two incisors all business until … Continue reading Days of Silence