Sympathies for the Preacher
I see that depraved preacher man
Spewing at me variations of hate
For knowing variations of love,
Male, Female,
Romantic, Lustful.
In the shallowness of skin deep I have learned self-love.
I have found beauty in my body
Where I once could only envision the brokenness
A gaping hole where my heart was.
For so many years I had to reject what I felt
Kept pulling chunks of...
Sunday 5th November 2017 5:21 am
The Self
“You’re beautiful!”
I’m sorry what?
“I said, you’re beautiful”
Why are you lying?
“You have amazing hair!”
It’s really not
“But it’s so curly.”
It tangles, it snares
I wish it straight.
“You’re beautiful!”
I’m sorry, I’m not
“But you are!”
Why do you lie?
“Your skin is flawless.”
It’s make-up
“I’m sure you don’t need it.”
You can’t se...
Sunday 5th November 2017 5:14 am
Limbs
The trees are flesh made.
Gauntly etched to form gangrenous limbs,
Skeletal fingers lacing outward
For the heavens.
Nails,
A multiplicity of fungal greens
That curl and sway about the breeze.
The trees are flesh made,
Blood racing within barcomulch veins
Wednesday 25th October 2017 6:06 am
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