The Art of Pain

(Poem for two voices)

thinking of them
my mind
touches endless night
drifting slow as
falling snow
they find ground…
eventual end
a way out…

fear that cannot
speak its
name…agony of t…

there’s a little hollow eyed part of me
sitting in the corner and studiously
sharpening the blades….

Name your devil…

Eat my soul
Spread it out
Take control
Wearing down
With every lie
Dragging knees
Elbow callus
Dusty wrinkles
Sweaty anguish
Sticky drying tears
A fight for survival
Of sane mind
Lasting too many years
Delirious …

did you step into disappointment
an unwelcome collapse of color that maybe
made you uneasy
did you only imagine what you needed…
before you tried to rest your weary head
upon a pillow you assumed would
nev…

Love; it hurts, it scars, it ends broken
the darkside of love remains unspoken

Tears hearts apart, rips them in peices
innosent victems become an awful species

The one you once loved becomes a demon yo…

Children wake

“Liberate for Oil!” The politicians scream,
as another solider is sent to fight for the American dream

And I was a stranger again
just before the moon stole your last breath;
you were less than intangible,
and now so far away,
you can’t hear me call.
Can you hear me at all?

I’d like to think,
th…

Spitting wordless metaphors
filling your head with regrets so vague
of times lost living your wretched stint
gaining notoriety above the lowest peg
and seeking without finding any truth
reasoning to tower…

Believing there’s a reason
for it all.
Holding fast
to the prize
that waits in the end.

we live approximately
with relativity
a multiplicity uniquely
our own
*

trees rooted suddenly get up and run
sheer sophistry
saves me from a position
it’s not where I am
it’s where I’m at
*

Overwhelmed by grief
and disappointment.

A feeling of sadness,
caused by sorrow and regret.

I wish I could move on,
I wish I could forget.

Break me from these chains…
Release me from this pain.

The…

No man…
Will have the satisfaction,
to make a fool out of me.

No man…
Will blind me,
with his self pity.

No man…
Will take away,
my dignity.

For I’ll make sure of that,
cause there&#…

Was it really worth all this?
Could this pain be justified?
For a love so forbidden
By those who had never tried.

I can’t explain
why everything changes so suddenly-
like it happens with the sound of crunching snow
under my feet,
or one drag of a cigarette.
It happens in the time it takes to hide
behind upturn…

Christ! Can’t a person let out some rage without being interrogated? Is it such a crime to feel agitated, annoyed, irate? Fuck! I warn people right when I’m up that I’m in a bad moo…

Sitting in class she raises her hand
the pale length being shown as a prize
her teacher’s eye grow wide with shock
the girl not realizing her secret is out
the teacher calls on her to answer
in sho…