It’s Latin, but I promise I’m not doing it to be bougie. Poem 196 of 365 – The path to the altar is worn;The grass trails away from it in increments, like a tattered shirt.My footsteps are heavy as I carry a corpse over my shoulder.My conscience is weighted as I imagine your cold stare. I’m […]
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Sub par conversation II
This is uncomfortably honest for me, but I hope you relate to it. Let me know. Poem 191 of 365 – Lately things have felt so distantWe used to be close; I’ve missed it.I think –No,I know it’s my fault.Because you’re flawlessAnd that’s the reason I wish you saw lessOf me.I’m so far from perfectAnd […]
Cracked.
This is a prayer of mine when I feel weak. What do you pray? Poem 187 of 365 – Clip the wings of my hectic wicked chaos.Collect me carefully –I am cracked.Calm my crooked soul;Caress my cravings for things that last. ~ Essie
Graveyards, A Sonnet.
I might be a little morbid, but graveyards are some of my favourite places. What are yours? Poem 186 of 365 – The gravel crunches underneath my feetAnd yields to the wheels of my bicycle.I’m getting tired of my own company.Most consider this their peripheral. “Please keep right” advises the guardian:A sign that keeps watch […]
Praying for Life
You cannot give water when your own glass is empty. What do you do when you need to refill it? Poem 101 of 365 – Dear God, Thank you for another day that I’m alive.I know I should be grateful,But all I feel is dead inside.It’s been like this for a few days now,And I can’t […]
Return to Cranial Mansion
Do you have any wounds in need of healing? Poem 169 of 365 – Enter the manor, and lightning cracks.You’d rather stay in the storm, I know.The porch steps creak as if under attack;You do as I say and suck in a breathWhen the blinds shift, as if to remove a mask. Gather your courage, […]
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