Puke Poetry

Heart like a hand grenade, fully-automatic weapon for a mind.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

taking stock

i have a lot of hopes in my belly, mushroom dirt on my hands, and work at ten am.
i have scars that show where i've been, who i've been, and how i learned to hate.
i have a full size bed that never fails to feel and be empty.
i have words living in my throat that will never pass my lips.
i have one hundred and eight pounds and they'll never be enough.
i have a new life waiting for me in a city i've been to once.
and i'm scared that once i'm there... nothing will stop hurting.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Same Old Saying

sing it, sing it
sing it again
for this
love of
tunnel vision.

'cause baby
just because you
can't see the cage
around you -
that doesn't mean
you're free.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Follow

if you
let your fingers
and affections
follow the path
past the daisies
you'll find yourself
exactly where we've been
since march

nothing's changed
and the words
are just the same

Prophetic Silences

holy chaos
new order of being
we are the
cries and war paint
of the fallen
and ascended
the cold earth
on still warm hearts
the two clutched palms
of the life-givers
and story-tellers
these scars
run like rivers
and paint their pasts
and scream their sermons
these reminders
stand taller than mountains
but they'll never
manage to massacre
merely to strengthen
and light fires
in heaving chests

One of Those Nights

it's the soft
and steady slap
of bare feet
on city summer concrete
it's screaming law enforcement
as soothing white noise
it's the coveted breeze
that only comes out
after two or three a.m.
we let the wind take our breath
so the words can't all spill out
we dine of the
uncertainties and guarantees
of youth
we dance like we're free
and sing til
there's not a sound left
in this world
and we love
like nobody's watching

it's the glass in my feet
and eight bruises on my legs
it's self inflicted
and unintended and unnoticed

i never wished i could fly
like i did that night
to escape from
where i wasn't
and couldn't be