New poems....

Midnight
Surging through paper
wildly writing
your wrist
burning deep down
from its core
there is only
a second
when you stop
to deliberate
what comes next
and what has come
before
but you
are in the moment
hunched over
leaning into
the words
no time
for examination
no,
this is only
a time for action
ink moving wildly
and all you can conclude
is the passion
that has driven you here
molded your core
given you the courage
to make these thoughts
a constant reminder
of the anticipation
of creation
of memory

Argue
He touches her
softly
against her cheek
closing her eyes
she is reminded
of how gentle
he once was
rain surging
up
and against
the window panes
and it is all
she can do
not to cry


Antibiotics
The pain
flying
darting
like arrows
held with hot coals
there is nothing
to do
but hold
in the screams
buckle down
into the
soft bed
holding onto
the hope
that this
sickness
will end
and all
will become
distant
and foggy

Hunger
Slinking
bloody
and torn
legs cut
ravenous
munching
crunching
bone to teeth
slipping and sliding
out of reach
desperate to be
eaten
devoured
all the time
begging
to be held
close

Macaroni
Cloud
dusty
formed in glue
time battles against
his face
holding nothing
but the pale
light