Thursday, January 23, 1997

Leave me alone.

No one, nowhere-
that's how I've been left
no belief, without fail
and two to four to six falls away
escape the same as life or death
I don't care, you don't matter
I won't, and you come home
soon I stop, but you go on
far and away and distant, but closer
I feel nothing, although I'm being crushed
ringing disturbs the flow rushing by
silence, hopeful- needing freedom sense
the thickness around growing more dense...
perpetual strengthened, clock ticking lengthened
I want to jump, but the ground falls away
The clouds are swirling through ramped stomping
stars falling burn the night sky with acid tainted worth!
I stop.
I watch, and burn as the sky, black bright stain
Never gone, never empty gesture
I don't believe...
Away, go away.
Jan. 23, 1997

Wednesday, January 1, 1997

Dreams

the cold steel slides down my back
i cringe slowly away to wait for attack
he grips my arm to pull me near
i feel the sweat from my temples run down
to pull away is my death-thought fear
my chest pounds out of my ribs
Jan. 1997