The Illegitimate Child

How is that I mourn you, Having not know of your existence until now? Your form before me is confusing And I know not how I should react. Should I approach you, and dare to acknowledge the heat that you’re emitting? Or should our muscles tense as we begin a ridiculous dance around one another,

I Shall Wait

I’m coming to find you. I hear you down there, even with your silence filling my ears My feet click down the stairs, Their clicks clacking off of the walls to meet the dankness that hangs in the air Until we are met with splashing, One, two, one, two Darkness; We enter into her domain

You

Your toothy grin, Smiles out from the grainy photograph Your wounds, Not visible to the camera’s lens Can I bring you inside, From the harshness of many years ago? Can I find enough salve, To soothe your sores? Enough blankets to warm the chill, Left clinging to your bones? Enough air, To breathe into your

I tear bread with my teeth To feed my eyes Lately, They’ve been just so hungry , An insatiable hunger Vibrating From behind their sockets out I just want to fill you both up To stop all this movement And should it cloud your vision somewhat Then that would be a welcomed side effect We’re

Your delicate self Falls down Onto my outstretched tongue. She calls you, inviting you in To take refuge inside You are safe there, Safe from the frigid air Until your core, It starts to dissipate entirely And the cold realization That’s fast leaving your self Is all you can hold onto For these last few

Blue Waves

Blue, Your undulating rhythm Calls my name My toes dip inside oh so tentatively To tease myself Into dreaming That for a moment , I could dive right into you And drink your whole self in But we both know That you are an area forbidden , Out of bounds for me And I dare

Blackmail

They call you black, Because it’s your very form You call back Lives shatter, lives are torn White clumpy clouds Gather in crowds Convalescing, Because you’ve just been to visit I search the air with my tongue, Trying to feel their dropping drops Haphazardly stumble into a run On the runway of my words Can

Black pronged darkness You insert yourself in under my flesh From the base of my neck And all the way down How have you managed To reach around And take all this space in my chest I breathe and your sharpness pierces aloud In an abandoned playground You lift your head But today, despite your