Poetry Blogs (2020, panic attack)
Richard Elliott on IN THE TIME OF QUIET (11 minutes ago)
Just see this beast!
- Many screams -
By me, of mine, and me
At someone’s pair of legs poking out from under my bed
When they disappear,
I remind me: they were never here
But why do people say “in your head”?
When it can make you scream,
And grow big in length and width
Until it cannot fit “in your head”
When it can breathe life...
Wednesday 22nd January 2020 3:07 pm
Yesterday I fell in love with a face.
Only for five minutes or so:
Wholly inappropriate, I know -
an excess of emotion displaced
while I tried my best to make you safe
as I had been taught to do.
I found you lying on the floor,
an empty bottle as a clue:
You did pretend-coma so well,
as you had being chest-stabbed just before.
But as I practised faux first aid -
lifted your young chin t...
Friday 1st November 2019 3:07 pm
My hands is where it starts
The heat of the fire
My fingers betrayed me
Now with a mind
Of their own
They torment me
Driving me insane
My heart starts to race
A speed my body isn’t
My blood runs everywhere
With a temperature
Way too high
They torture me
Crippling my movements
Friday 4th May 2018 12:50 am