depression – Page 2 – Aremyfeetofftheground

Breakdown

I speak in tongues
sometimes.
Surely at night,
in deep sleep,
but now, of late,
in broad day.

It started with watery voices,
the makers of dream.
We argued, for sport.
But they’re no longer day blind,
and I mimic their lies.

Shortcuts

Make cuts carefully,
in concealable places,
so as not to be known
as an attention whore.
Bundled in fives,
as at Shawshank.
You and I know that it’s better
than a serious spanking.
That it’s our punishment,
our atonement,
for speaking with the Devil.

Foreigners

If you would,
talk some sense into me.
Or,
just talk some sense.
I am in short supply,
you see.
I have broad and muscled shoulders
from clenching the etched-in tension.
A hard head with a coconut brain
to unveil the dumb mornings.
Those that move in this captivity
are bound to me,
but we are foreign
to one another.

Quakers

I know why you couldn’t shave anymore
I used to think that you could
but needed to be touched
I think, now, that something told you
“What’s the use?”
and you agreed
and your hands and knees agreed
and next morning
your shrunken head
could think only of hard rivers of nerves.

Madmen

Pain spreads into virgin veins
and newly thought-of branches.
An insistent fist,
twisted and knuckle-pressed
into the backs of us.
We have looked, dry-eyed,
into the dark drear,
contriving a laugh,
picturing courage and rebellion
while fetal in our dampened beds.
And, in the light of day, we walk,
zombified and smiling.

That’s the spirit

There’s no one to adore it.
Too hard-shelled and prickly,
I guess.
Transgressions bought and paid for.
Still, there are soft surfaces of want.
In the shower,
(hotter, hotter),
there’s that brain stem shiver.
White-eyed,
photogenic as an actor’s orgasm.

the weight of the world

Just beyond piled-up banks
of dirty snow,
stick trees, made of disease,
voice their last testaments,
mournful and forlorn.
And so we walk,
pushing shins and shoes forward,
keeping music’s company.
And we carry that weight.
We’re going to carry that weight
a long time.

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