Monday 17 September 2012

There Is No One To Take Care Of You Now


I propel myself forward with an energy

So rarely seen in one so sickly
With one arm caught up in my jacket
 The other grabbing
At my hair
My fingers twisted and pulling
Displaying tangled frantic behavior from asylums
and nightmares

I bare the whites of my teeth
I bare the whites of my eyes
Wild and showing the moon*

I scream about pain and love
And fucking and
Dig my nails into my own skull and
Shake and smile

Why won’t you wait for me
Why won’t you come back for me

I spin around as my ankles give way on the flooring
And I am just another drunk trying to stay sane on
A Wednesday morning.



My eyes roll
The top row of teeth melts over my jaw
 And my limbs are splayed in
The most impossible
Awkward angles
I heard music in the background
Jangle ‘I am sailing on the sea’

My fingers feel the street first, licking
Back at the forever wetted cobbles
Before my body goes down
And I see everything around me in a
Split second
Beautiful and grey and smeared with black

 You were always in my visions and
I already thought I was on my knees

Briefly I start to live again as you
Pace towards me and
I close my eyes and push my face forward
As if I am about to kiss the sun*

But as I search you
There is no light for Mass in your eyes


 

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