I have pulled into myself digesting
Writing rewriting and waiting
I have never had more drafts
With less meat to show for it
I have hesitated so often lately
Wanting more guts to give you
I have been empty and hungry
Begging for bits of red belief
I have nothing of any substance
There is no satisfying this starvation
I have only this last bite of me
Wasted away scraps of words
I am only bones
But you may have them
-a.r.
I cannot get rid of a key
Even if all the locks have been changed
I never know when
It just might let me in
So I keep a bowl full waiting for that day
-a.r.
Adrenaline —
Lit sparklers in my arteries
Carried out from center mass
To sizzle my extremities
And then —
Just falling ash and memories
Phantom trails of smoke and light
Left fading fast inside of me
-a.r.
I react quick
to a sure stinging
insect.
When in truth
it is only
a fly.
But the bug
was not bringing
deception.
This misperception
began
with my eye.
-a.r.
Painting: Sting the Bee by Delilah
Found here: http://artbydelilah.com/blog/55557/sting-the-bee-comes-to-town
And then the sun came out
Causing spots when I closed my eyes
The world I once viewed
Held in negative hue
Whew, back to black in a very short while
-a.r.
Painting: Endless Night by Clement Page
Image found here: http://www.clementpage.com/essays.htm
This day has traded meek
For a fierce unflinching me
Like stalking little lambs for meat
I am sinking tearing teeth
Into every hapless soul I see
My own has tasted the most sweet
-a.r.
Painting: Una and the Lion By Briton Rivière
I hear the faint and ticking timepiece
Yes, but more than that I feel it
Metered movement as a metronome
Yet, gaining ground behind me
It’s clicking moments off too quick
Nearly before I’ve time to make them
An angel’s smooth and steady scythe
Hacking down both weeds and blossoms
-a.r.
He loves my nothing
Ness, this creature, I surface
From the black abyss
-a.r.
Painting: Abyss by Dariusz Zawadski
(from one of my Twitter haikus…I came across it last night and was reminded how much I like it)
To be boiled down to basic me
Concentrated simply caustic me
To be heated up to molten me
Melting releasing noxious me
To be reduced to just mercuric me
Carcinogenic heavy metal me
To be smashed and split and spilling me
Spewing radiating nano me
To be absorbed and be invasive me
Mutating and decaying me
To be incinerated ash of me
Tossed and drifting elemental me
To be lost in air and earth and sea
Becoming nothing left of me
-a.r.
Statue: part of the ash Buddha installation by Zhang Huan
Beware of aggressive nostalgia
You may have it all figured out
But, a new time comes along
And then “Get off my lawn!”
Is the sound spilling quick from your mouth
-a.r.
Painting by Jessica Foox
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