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fire escape

a quiet blue burn

in the spaces of my palms

taking me within

keeping my numb mind warm

.

a quiet blue burn

leaving blisters on my arms

it doesn’t hurt at all

it only drags out colder harm.

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Stomachaches

My body’s weak, it gave up on me
This time I don’t think I will get out from
What I’m underneath, it’s hard to believe
Another day of rain has come and gone…

~*~

curled up compact

as shockwaves of pain

twist daggers up my sides

doubling over metallic tang

as i coughed up rust

breaking, breaking

.

coiled within and writhing

as the shock slithers into aches

breaking apart in sulphurous acid

tearing holes in my viscera

as i’m blistered and vitriolic

hurting, hurting

.

contorted inhumanely

as the irascible aftershocks

flowed magma on my insides

burning me internally

as i waited for it to be over

dying, dying.

~*~

“Don’t go” she said
I wouldn’t mind but I’m cold inside
I’ve felt so bad for so long
I’m scared I’m fine…

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An Artist’s Love

may it be piano

or a guitar, i’ll

play it for you

may it be a pen

or quill, i’ll write

unfettered true

no matter how

many fingers i

break or bruise,

for you my dear

i’ll endure every

blister and callous.

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