Hunger

If it wasn’t for the prickly, quivering flame 

Or the smoke ribbon signalling when it was snuffed

The entangling roots of a plant suffocated

Or the way that it drooped, then crackled, and pussed 

For a shroud of grass blades that prong from the ground

The fox wail in the nighttime, and to know that it’s mine 

Or for the fetus bird with its yellow mouth caved

And how it gapes a familiar, white dreamy sea-wave

When the churn dislodges the embedded debris

And lays it all out on the surface before me 

And the foam over-folds to collapse on the rock

I peel away, fractured as a book in the water

I wring out my stomach like a rotten, wet rag 

Paper cranes burst from the droplets and dissolve on the sand

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Guts

Evils inherent 

That darken doorways at 2am

That kept kids up at bedtime 

Begged the nightlight til age 10

Evils inherent 

Bury the cemeteries in earnest

Cut our diamonds routinely 

Unscrew sharpeners 

Berry blood beading

Resting cleanly on the surface

Evils inherent 

Shackle our ability 

To see what you see while cloud gazing 

Shackle our chemistry

Settle – stagnate accordingly 

These guts fall out 

Strip yourself of your clothes 

Kick shedding to the floor

Pull back fat, Peel off skin

The wetness and heavy 

Hits wood with a splattering

Tender tendon, muscles screaming

Blue veins balled up, leaking 

like angel hair noodles

From lunchtime binge eating 

Retreat to cocoon shells

Discarded and dry 

Put your wetness inside 

Meat still on the bone like

You’ve been eaten alive

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The Night Walk

The mushrooms surrender 

Their spores in lunar glow 

Foxes sidle in the brush

Teeth grate on stolen marrow

Supping nectar as we walk down

Lured by a rising song from a flute 

Carrying in the crook of your arm 

Some thousand wildflowers in a basket

We’re drunk on absolutely nothing but cherub spit 

-halted 

Faces darken 

By a structure 

Suspended

Edges over

Hot steam bursts

Spit and cough 

Cogs grind

Relentless

Industrial blue whale 

Leviathan god

Slick like oil spills  

It shoots out

From back passages 

Brown, churned up meat 

From bodies it disposes 

Forest floors 

             Like carpets 

                     Lift away 

                           In 2D shapes

                                Eyes are closed 

                                     Skin is tight 

                                            It pulls at the nails 

Questing for nothing

Now sullenly given 

Moon swallowed tenfold 

Dogs chase rabbits in heaven 

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Maladaptive

Red hair wet and matted eyelashes

Heavy with water 

From the lakes of my summer

Reviving sparkling sodas 

And bouncing off of the sun in eyes

That turn malt green in the light 

Snapshots only looked at twice 

Once before and once again tonight 

I hold grudges 

Like a safe holds its gold

Like a tray holds its ash

Like you held Canon corpses in your hands 

Perfect Amber cylinders 

Perfect fucking Winters 

Living deaths of connections while 

I rip off nails from their beds 

Using childhood techniques 

And teeth tearing mastery 

To drip down inside me 

The salty iron honey

Nights I’m alone 

Nights that I’m done 

Breathing

A sponge for the earth

Contracting 

Heaving 

Soaking up the bleeding 

From nails that grow 

Back malformed 

I think it’s time to wash myself of you and I 

I’ve never wanted anything more 

Than to have both a painted manicure

And to have no fingernails at all

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