Volatile
I’ve set my inspiration ablaze,
Swallowed the words
And choked on the gunpowder.
Pay no mind to the ruin.
My words now exit
In flaming rivulets
That smolder in my throat.
Beware when you see the smoke
Seeping behind my teeth
For one small spark will end us both.
From my book Feral Verse: Poetry Cut from the Heart.
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Bones
Ravens peck at my fingers
alabaster bones peek through
like trees rooted in my palm
devoured flesh feeds hungry flock
Ravens peck at my fingers
no longer pointing at empty heart
my yearning for you bleeds out
begging lend me fingers once more
Ravens peck at my fingers
unfilled spaces where you used to be
I wish your fingers filled the void
of the person I was meant to be
Ravens peck at my fingers
no longer able to touch your stars
unfurled and flapping aimlessly
adrift, unable to fill missing gap
Ravens peck at my fingers
searching for missing pulse
you’re imprinted forever on fingers
images floating in my mind
Ravens peck at my fingers
shoveled into maw of yawning earth
weight of a casket in my damp rest
fingers not required in final repose.
