rictus, words

over used dopamine receptors, drained of happiness, an empty vessel where a human once sat

rigor mortis and rictus grin

resistance of reoccurrence, reticent, regretful, riddled with remorse

head hurts from supple waves of silent misery

forgotten, forbidden, fostered from frigid fate

a strapping male with more scars than smile lines

past his expiration date and clinging to freshness with two broken fingers

writing to her, running from destiny, slippery slope of sudden serious stagnation

these words dive from the waves like a dolphin seeking breath

but the blood in the water only serves to drive the sharks insane with hunger

it is the lack of return upon investment

the curious case of inconvenient caustic carress

feeling the bullets as they pass through my lungs, into the wall behind me, chips of brick shrapnel carving another love poem to eternal silence

a lone harmonica sings in the distance

the desert of my own grief

a feast for the carrion eaters

a river of blood in a parched land that has never seen rain

the barren ground where no seed can find purchase, all is destined to die before sprouting

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