DynamiteDaydreams

I don’t remember that last time I was happy. I remember what it feels like, though. Sometimes I get hints of potential happiness. I see a girl – a woman, perhaps, as her age is years beyond my own – speak her mind in a class. I see her talk about real things, like death and suicide and second-class citizens. I see her speak from her heart, her soul, with passion I am too timid to tap into. I feel stronger around her voice, even though it has never been directed my way. A Facebook message, asking what the homework was for the class we share, some trivial art class, I’m sure. Except it’s not trivial when she&rsq

The forest today is perfect. The air feels cool against my skin and crisp like sweet Italian ice.  A river runs through the leaf-ridden floor, swishing its way across the landscape, flicking drops of water onto my face. I inhale the smell of lush foliage and lose myself in the magic of the hundred-foot redwood. I sit down in a bed of wildflowers and listen as they whisper frantically to me that soon he will be back. I lay myself flat and the flowers hug my thin frame as I stretch my limbs in an attempt to catch the setting sun. I feel a pressure within me that causes my arms to hesitate. I don’t want him to return. I think about all t

I had a dream last night. You were angry and I was lost. They searched for days for the fur on my paws. They called my name every day until nightfall. You were angry. You fell, you hit your head on the mahogany table. Rage radiated through the air and your glare rested on me. It was my fault. It was always my fault, in the eyes on the back of your head. I had a dream last night. You were angry and I was lost.

when did this happen? when did i change? is there a parasite deep within my brain?

silent still we sleep tonight beneath the stars, among their light passing galaxies wave good-bye a lone embark on cloudless skies evergreen leaves move in the breeze their movement puts our bodies at ease comfort lingers in their height silent still we sleep tonight

tell me your favorite shade of rain cloud tell me it hurts less somewhere close to home tell me your light will only shine in me tell me the end is but a strawberry-laced dream

speaking softly to blistered eyes bruised from pains beyond the mind searching bodies purged from truth flesh from bones long past due seeking sockets amidst the marrow an aliment from this endless terror sinking blood repressed by death an ill escape, a breathless breath

the vile singe of corruption crushes his frozen neck infernal fragments twist his speech they burn his melting breath the flames of toxic beings destroy his dry-ice head fluid venom eats his mind a walking backwards death

eyes allude to paso blue seas of past with waves anew steady ships stir tonight pale white masts arise in flight sharks of her swim beneath a storm-chilled heart to match her heat fins shred water they tear, they break a sideways glance an endless ache