Literary Cluster Pt .5

I. When you wish upon a star
no one tells you its a sham
makes no difference who you are
the whole thing is just a scam

II.
Just because I’m not heard
doesn’t mean I’ll resort to silence
There is always violence
But it spurs no results so I’ll
pursue the enlightened guidance
that I’m provided
Instructed to scream it all out
and without out a doubt
I’ll attract tons of nonsense
It’ll reign on my conscience
That I have to be honest
Only one road to obtain solace
promises
I’m not just a novice
experience has shown me your hand
revealed all your plans
and risked your demands

III.

And I’ll take them to the grave
Every secret that I’ve saved
Of all the hidden wrongs and rights
And hasty choices that I’ve made
The consequences made me brave

IV.
How do I let go if I didn’t know I was holding on in the first place?
How do I forget those chocolate brown eyes
if I didn’t notice I memorized your face?
How do I erase memories that changed who I am and everything I have become?
How do I live with pretending to know nothing of who you are or where you’re from?

V.

Hey there sour puss

What’s with the puckered face

Got your self a taste of bitter

In this wicked, wicked place

Tongue a little pinched and punched

Eyes squint, filled with wet despair

Mindless drones will send you home

But its no better there

VI.
I caught a flight down to Georgia
tried to get my bearings back
Stepped off the plane and felt the
heat trickle from my forehead to my collar bone
It was muggy
But it meant I felt something
Something other than the arrow to my
heart
because all I ever feel is pain
Its the easiest thing to feel
So there I was
standing in what I could only assume some
form of hell felt like
Dehydrating flames
Draining my moisture without movement
and all I could think to do was
get back on that plane and face everything
that I was running from

Quiet The Memories

I’m not supposed to talk about
how he touched me there
Shhhh
I didn’t say it
I didn’t say anything about
how he saw those parts
you said were mine
and only mine
but he made them his
and when I cried
he didn’t ask me if I was okay
Shhhh Shhhh
I’m not telling you
I’m not allowed to talk about
how I took a bath but
the dirt wouldn’t come off
My skin is so dirty
and it won’t come off
and I don’t think he should
be allowed to come here anymore
please
Shhh Shhh Shhh
I’ll just forget about
how I felt my body hurt under him
and then I didn’t feel anything
anymore
Shhh

Liquid Courage

It burns like lava when I swallow you down
Let you meet my insides
Shake hands with my cowardice and
slick down from my heart to my feet
smoothing out the wrinkles
My lips get all crooked and my eyes a bit brighter
This golden liquid makes me rich
and I feel sure, so sure, in everything
My fingers strangle the neck
knowing that if they let go
if I let go
I’ll shrivel back down
the burn will fade the ache will return
The sharp dryness like when tears are caught in the throat
and then I’ll remember what I strive so hard
to forget

Affliction in the Alley

Just as I’ve made you, I’ll break you

he promised in her memory playing on loop

there she stood

back alley damp from a sweating sky as the nameless man from the bar tugged at the lace beneath her dress

as he pried her thighs apart, her eyes shut tight

the reel of fights sped through her mind

his fist plowing towards her face as he held her firm by the neck

breath full of boos and heart filled with coal, he’d name call

shameful how he’d blame her for all of his downfalls

You’re good for nothing…Nothing!

“…feels so good,” croaked the unfamiliar voice interrupting her past

His rapid bumping a sign of presence

her feelings lay mute

Numb

 

 

 

 

Photographs

He kept them in pictures

Each memory capsuled in a frozen time made of ink and glossy paper

Guarded by a plastic shield ; a protection stronger than his own skin

And his heart held holes in proof 

Like acne, wounds spread around his insides 

Sores and scabs inflicted with no remorse or intent to heal

And he remained skewed,

only finding comfort in the fleeting moments imprisoned between the pages of then and no longer

In A Memory

“Who are you these days?
Besides impossible to love”
Words spewed out harsh
Taking no prisoners

Bitter tongues taste no sugar
and she learned that young
Careful in response with the
sword in her mouth

“We’ve all but changed,
just grown too cozy in this
familiar bond that once held heat”
Choking, she froze
Silence retreats

“But from all of your faults, I’ve found admiration”

Her retort spawned surprise
His attention direct
Clutching his heart as his eyes
pierced into hers
Twenty long years later and she still had a way of stopping his heart

“Forgive me, please, Love”
A faint whisper to the heavens as he crossed the room and collected
the photo
The same memory playing on loop as he paced through the house
Desperate for her impossible return