dancing with
the demons
leaking from
my aching head
the lost loves
like anchors
little badges
stapled whimsically
to a bipolar heart
the skeletons
in my closet
play dress up
faint notes of
sweet perfume
still lingering
tickling my
hippocampus
lashes of nettles
a burst of pain
to try and
alleviate the
swelling of
replanting my
wandering affection
next to the wheezing
series of leaking
valves spilling
memories in a
dayglo dissention
as the horns
blare while i am
unaware if it is
the music or the
traffic around me
as the demons
dance a merry jig
of tearing myself
to pieces into
perpetuity

i throw out
devil horns into
the sunlight
and serenade
the sleepy city
in off key
declarations