possession

i let it worm it’s way into my soul like a blow fly into the tangential corpse of battered ramshackle loss can’t believe my heart sputters on like a wind up toy that refuses to let go of kinetic belief in the face of acutality possession is nine tenths of the law of absolute surrender, […]

possessed by what isn’t in my possession

i stapled her picture to my chest in a fit of desperation, carved her name across my brain in the hope she would get caught up in her own wonder and give me a moment of peace, her presence talking over in totality it didn’t help, nothing works, the exorcist fled to find her, leaving […]