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21 – road rash

knees skinned

and bleeding out

arms barely bent

crashing again

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rocks embedded

on sore red palms

and bruised elbows

cause falling again

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ankles sprained

and depleted lungs

stinging, screaming

colliding yet again

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injuries all counted

lost count of new pain

too tired yet too wired

cold concrete, again

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Aftertastes of Pain and Pleasure

“You know the only real way to cure pain is to add a little more, because everything new distracts the old.”

~*~

It’s a chronic disease

Festering like rancid bacteria

Kissing razors everyday

I fucking love the pneumonia

Gnash, gnash, gnash

Hissing breaths through my teeth

Gums bleed as they smile

Tongues lacerate as they seethe

Arachnids building castles

With sand and trapped insects

A gossamer threaded mind

Though I was never too complex

So just hate me, I hate me

There is no clearer difference

So just love pain, I love you

Adrenaline’s a refracted inference

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Distract the ankle corpses

Lying under my bedroom floor

Putrefaction aspirations

Hallelujah money, give me more

Scream, scream, scream

Curdled up like spoiling milk

Dry warbling tones wrench away

The woven alcove’s curtain silk

The sweet stink of infection

The salty torrents of blue blood

The sour bile of liver under slaughter

The bitter lusts of a cruel God

So just hate me, I hate me

Don’t be fraught with reluctance

So just love pain, I love you

My wrists are failing away to dance

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Was I too late to even care?

You’re my cloying hallucination

Of virgin vigils and mass memoirs

Be my phenomena salvation

I never saw the whole world alone

No, hell don’t plot to take me

Heaven rejects my grasping fingers

So I wallow in dirt-eyed misery

Dream, dream, dream

And that’s all you can ever do

Lurid eyes glassy, influenced LSD

A pillar of flames burning through

But I’m fucking protesting now

Look away from the wreck of me

It’s a high calibre fanaticism

Fractured away from broken injury

It’s our shared chronic disease

So just hate me, I goddamn hate you

Blind my pulse with your red lips

I love pain, I fucking love that it never stays new.

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Parasitosis

Worn out and faded
The weakness starts to show
They’ve created the generation
That we know
Washed up and hated…

~*~

The parasites;

Unnoticed at first

An itch, maybe red

That grows tainted

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The parasites;

I’m a chosen victim

I can feel them move

Underneath my skin

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The parasites;

They fester and grow

Writhing ever madly

Infecting me so slow

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The parasites;

Damages and injures

Abrasions and lesions

Clear detriment ensues

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The parasites;

Contaminate and corrupt

Polluting my clean mind

Weakening and disrupts

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The parasites;

They wrench and leech

Bloodsucking exploits

I fall sick and beseech

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The parasites;

Invade the environment

Peace left in sediments

A revolting impediment

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The parasites;

Ravaged and rampaged

Infesting and infecting

Assail, overrun, pillaged

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The parasites;

Stealing what isn’t theirs

Feeding on fallen ideals

Gorging in sickening curs

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The parasites;

Ugly creations they may be

Yet for the very life of me

I can’t get them to go leave

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The parasites;

Feast in surfeit and decay

Seep into me and infiltrate

Bound forever within to stay

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The parasites;

Infecting quite relentlessly

Multiplying exponentially

Spreading all over my body

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The parasites;

They overtake and override

Surpass, alter my humanity

Every inch of my skin’s hide

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The parasites;

Is what my system’s now composed of

A parasitoid being, entangled till bloat

But how could I complain? I’d let them

Enter—this ail seems to be all my fault.

~*~

You made it
You played it
Your shit is overrated
(Go away, go away, go away)…

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Your Sainthood Has Expired

Painted red, my eyes are burning
And still you hide behind the waves
Your silence is haunting
Your words relentless
Burying in…

~*~

You have such a cold lush for reality’s melodramatic

That it’s quickly turning into a peptic acidic emetic

Oh, how I wish I’d be a just a little more sympathetic

But your repulsive leftover pity party’s just severely sick

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You say I’m the one who slashes my own beating heart

But honey, you sharpen the knife’s dullest blade for me

You say I tore the whirlwind pages of this sordid tale apart

Sorry to say, it was never bound in the first place, sweetie

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And yes, true enough, everybody needs their saviour

But there’s never anymore halo-clad patient saints to see

So you wear your own revered badges of rusted honour

And if you want your twisted sacrifice, then go and be

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But just don’t act like you’re clever, undaunted and stainless

Clean and smooth as a tough newly-pressed sheet of steel

‘Cause if there’s anyone that’s talking their broken wings less

It’ll be how you try your hardest to trick with charms and beguile

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Because nobody that’s even gullible will forever be fooled

By your artifice voice-outs of sisterly concern and helping

You think you’ve played the board, tipped the queen and rook

But in the end, you are the dangling fool left hanging on a string

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With your concrete shoes weighed down and your sweet cyanide

Your crown of thorns hurting and your loincloth tears all cried

But now your pure angel tongue is numbed, badly desensitised

Dare you run back to the empty church and get it re-canonised?

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Because your holy gospel is slowly falling apart into sinner shreds

The heavy burden you carry for all of us is leaving you for dead

And your confessions are way past their limit and going overripe

Nonetheless, it’s still less rancid than your self-gratificated pride

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So you just want to be the good graced ally, humanity’s simple brave fighting soldier?

And you want to be the venerated sacrilegious hero to save everybody’s damned souls?

If you persist to famous martyrdom, then who am I to stop that smoking hot-lead trigger?

And if injury isn’t enough for you, why don’t you go ahead to add insult and take the ultimate fall?

~*~

Scream with the voice of an angel
Lie in the eyes of the gospel
Smile in the face of your victims
Smile for me
This is my last request to you
Hold my breath
I was clutching onto disaster
Hold my breath…

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