
hey, man
you should know
I am sick two
parables of
pleasure and
an incision mouth
banking on the fairway
I would sail away
into the sun
if I could sale.
get off the ground
this high is so low
nurse that sorrow
it urges you to think
pull that trigger
wired shut in the open
I can touch your words
we are all free range children
I smell your fears
that sublimate
from tones
of tears, tearing
across this
gulf, between
engulfing
us
old bones chatter
rummy and gin,
oh that sweet sin
nerves chained in
furious laughter
those dark shades
hide the void, in
your mind.
you’re soul is a bit dirty
but don’t think you can
launder that shit here
never mind all that
I have nothing left to offer
absence is only
a little death
death is an absence, if only
place me back into my bottle
cover it in sand
so many years have fallen
epochs of passive pain
IN THE END
we eat our own
black manias on
recycle day
bombs landing in
the garden
trolls bomb critical
infrasctructure
on your Telegram,
telephone phonies
in plastic cartons
liaison with lesions
pejorative compliments
shaken confidence
a confident set
fingers tremble
chasing the dragon
you begin again
he has coiled
around
this semblance, of
photocopy spirit
dipped in porn
and rock sugar
all this friction
only a fraction of
complacence
ensemble entombed
in Vertigo
I am apprehensive
in the hereafter,
minute moments
buckshot, stop
stopping a lyrical
pantomime
I can no longer share
your air
I want it all
we could be dangerous
if you learn
to let it go
image courtesy of Pinterest and of Laura Makabresku
Holy molybdenum. (<that was auto correct, and I like it 😆)
It's been moons since I've checked the old Reader. Didn't believe my eyes when I saw this.
What a freaking great surprise.
And what a write!
Hope you're well
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Hey Vanessa! Yeah it’s been a while. Glad to know you are still around! Your one of my favorite people on the interwebs! Cheers mate. How are you?
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Aww thank you! Likewise.
Well, I’m sad to say, my husband passed away just over 6 months ago. It’s been a brutal couple of years. He had pancreatic cancer. What a roller coaster. It’s hard to find words really.
But so many beautiful moments too.
I’m a different person.
How the heck are you?
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Oh Vanessa. I’m so sorry. I know that has to be very difficult, adjusting to life without your husband. We’re on the same ship as far as a tough few years, though I’m not suffering in quite the same way. I’m a different person as well. I’ve been better, but I’ve also been much worse. Addiction and mental health are my struggles at the moment
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Thank you! Yes…I’m so grateful Darrin had such a great sense of humour. I’d quote Donkey from Shrek to him, “I’m too young for you to die!” 🥲 so despite so much trauma and sadness, we pretty much laughed together, almost to the end.
But his pain was off the charts. He was highly medicated…long, heart breaking story.
I’m really sorry to hear that too! My brother has really been struggling with his alcoholism since Darrin left.
I wondered, when I saw your Recovery tag on this…
you’ll be in my prayers 💚
I’m assuming you have the support you need?
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Wow – love this 😍
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Thank you very much!
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My pleasure 😊
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