Tiptoeing

To & fro
we go
backward

tiptoeing
into so-so
know-it-all

nothing
befell
everyone

a heavy boulder crisis

in spite of
a life of
comparative degeneration

where to go
when feel low
oh so

dead skin hardened
ready to be picked
& flicked away

listening to
a loud & deafening
lifeline

you can hear it in your chest

feel it overcome

feel it overwhelm

and I can hear
a piercing silence
as the beat is

ripped away
from the drum

nothing left but
suck thumb

head in sand
& struck dumb

it is so lonesome
to be alive
& not laugh

it is so wholesome
to be alive &
not care

listen to the loud
& deafening
lifeline

you can hear it
in your pulse

feel it overcome

feel it overwhelm

Number One

Ideal
I feel
wrapped
in bandages

Numb
I feel
like Number
One

Tingling
in finger tips
I feel pins & needles
holding up my smile

Unreal
I feel
wrapped in
everyday sameness

Caress
I feel
her kiss exploding
through thick ice

Aching are my bones
now I feel tendons
snapping
to become a working god

I feel so many things
but no anesthesiologist
can turn me
OFF

DNA

His dimples,
my face

His life line,
my palm print

His mannerisms,
my crossed leg

His need to leave,
my nervous tic

My composure,
his mirror image

His way of speech,
my need to please

His love for my children,
circle fully complete

I wear his boots & jeans

These genes are strong

Circle complete

Dreamwire

I find myself
grappling w/ possibilities
putting the cart
before realities

strangling myself
w/ dreamwire
before the vision
is ripe

we are living
in a YA novel
commissioned
by Stephen King

this shit is stranger
than Lovecraft
but it’s truer¬†than
the rabbit hole

Pancreatic Care Package

Wrapped up
in insulin
wool blank and comatose
this pancreatic care package
still life

I been
dealing with this
over twenty five years
my organs aged and fermented
like wine

No cure
in sight, besides
vision is not so sharp
calluses on fingers, I am
hardened

Wrap me
up in million
butterfly kiss bandaids
tears are not measured in drops of
blood drawn

High, low
I react to
chemical reaction
roller coaster is not exact
science

Confused
incoherent
inconclusive at core
orange juice savior come stop these sweats
and shakes

Oh sweet
oblivion
come sweep me off my feet
my head becomes too heavy to
shoulder

Needle
tip of iceberg
only so much soul seeps
Through with this, hands thrown up to sky severed

But I
would rather live
with this than live without
don’t want to succumb to a lack
of ease