the air feels
coarse
as it courses
through random
potholes
bubbling out
in temporal spasms
a grim rictus
in arabesque repose
crimson petals
bloody tear drops
in a blizzard of
razored realizations
marrow torn
from pockmarked bone
by static phantoms
in undulating cloaks
torn from the void
manifested directly
from the agonies
tearing dream asunder

seized by
anxieties
if i think about
breathing
i forget how
to breathe
a conundrum
in blinking spots

fireflies dance
across my scalp
as i wait patiently
for darkness
to hold me close
to her icy bosom
i beg her
to tell me it
will all be alright
she is implaccable
unpossible in
her icy disdain
as the wind blows
a coarse course across
the curve of my
brittle poet’s heart