My work:
Patheos,
The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,
The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books
Silent Bites by Eukalypto
like boxes stacked up One by one My rib cage feels boxed up Inside, it’s dreaming And then Smashed My ribcage is aching
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
I am the embodiment of death I live in spring But I deal with my death daily In his brutal eyes Of flaring menace.
I want to murder my words Murder them Good I want to kill each thought Each stupid feeling it evoked I’m not going to be sorry
I’m all twisted Like a pinch of lemon to your tongue I felt your balm I felt your deep I felt your deep words I sensed your order
feedback from a rejection Like feedback from a radio wave It doesn’t hit As a huge wave It’s like little pin pricks
in a deep moor under a new sun, I found myself wading Waiting ***** **** There was a rapturous fire Inside your moor
These are not my waters Crimson of red Like the war paint I once dread Rebecca, I’m told is who I am Stripped of my native soul
I think in black and white I dream in your hue It’s static Static Static pressure against my brain tissue. I dream in black and white
my man love me good deep down deep down, he says he’s just angry just angry cause he’s misunderstood **** I read late at night
I can’t be You don’t think I need to You don’t think I have to I give everything to my heart; my children to you And you think it’s so little,
I hear you in the other room I hear you hating me I can feel your anger Your sorrow Fear. I hear you in that other room
I see a split image when I look at my reflection Many facets Many lines drawn, crossed Severed I see him in my eyes,
