Epic winning.

POEM 5:


I’m sorry.

I know it wasn’t mouthwash you were

Drinking from the green-dyed plastic.

I’m sorry.

I know you didn’t earn the scars that

Spiderweb down your arms; your legs; your stomach.

I’m sorry

That I slept while you screamed in the closet

While she kissed you and filled your veins with iron.

I’m sorry I can’t help you.

I’m sorry that all I can do

Is

Watch.

^ Beastly.

Thanks

POEM 6


I vandalised your heart.

Joke; darling.

You ate mine.

Don’t look at me like that.

I know better than to trust blue eyes.

crap.... expect about 20 haikus here. soon.

I did it. *winces*



1.
There is an old chair
“Don’t be silly, little girl.”
And I scream again.

2.
They stare with wide eyes
I feel the glares on my back
“Go to hell, you dyke.”
3.
A fifty pound note
Is on my bedside table
His payment to me.
4.
The smiles are fake
A happy face masks sorrow
All the world’s a stage.

5.
Why is my pen dark?
I remember old times.
I wrote in pink ink.

6.
Don’t cry, Madeline.
The summer will always fade.
Dry your winter eyes.
7.
Nothing is quite like
The smell of fresh parchment sheets.
Like water and dust.
8.
Manifested now,
My brainchild is before me.
Maggots on old flesh.
9.
Cold linoleum
Institutionally pure-
Pressing on my spine.
10.
Bizarre; they whisper.
Oh, laugh all you want, Johnny.
You’re not the caged one.
11.
What happened to you?
To the genius I once knew?
First person is weak.
12.
Four more are spit out.
This isn’t a factory.
Characters aren’t made.
13.
Something frightens me-
Looking into the mirror
And seeing no face.
14.
It caught up to me.
Karma- you parchment monster.
Rot with your brothers.
15.
What is romantic
About a pair of black gloves?
They hide fingerprints.
16.
I am a fat leech.
But it is not blood I seek.
I feed off salt tears.
17.
I recall a child.
Drunk on the sweetness of life.
Alcoholic; now.
18.
They don’t understand.
They find their muse in real life.
I am a dreamer.
19.
You’re told to let go.
Why let it fall to decay
If it was not there?

20.
I am an artist,
Refused my true medium.
Sweet formaldehyde.