Tactile Hallucinations

Composed 11/14/13
Description: I blame this title on the abnormal psychology quiz I’m studying for. Fun fact: these types of hallucinations are most common in situations of withdrawal.

I miss the things
That never were
The brush and touch
Of which I’m unsure
My fingertips
Untouched
Still burn
My heart, unbidden,
Won’t cease to yearn
My unfilled arms
And cold pale skin
Miss the solid
That was never him
His soft sweet pecks
That never pressed
I’ve tried to forget
But I’m obsessed

Unrequited

Composed 11/5/13
Description: Sorry for the long hiatus! School’s been killing me. But life has a way of smacking you with muse now and again.

I have accepted
The clouds that obscure
Any chance of sunlight
But I still bask in want
In the rays that pass through

Indeed I melt
Merely sensing your presence through the clouds
Long streams of warmth
Run and bubble under my fingertips
And the heat ebbs and flows
Across my neck and ear

How my knees tremble
At the smoky atmosphere that could be
If only I could stroke your face
Without getting burned

But I cannot help it
I still love
What is irrevocably refused

Don’t You?

Composed 8/18/13
Description: Inspired by an unexpected visit yesterday.

Don’t you want me to call you darling
And take your cares off at the door
And hang them on a rusty hook
As you rest your head on my shoulder

Don’t you want another’s ear
To whisper warm melodies
And fingers to press against the keys
When passion floods your heart

Don’t you want to wage war
Sharp tongue battles into the night
Feel the sting and thrill of anger’s slap
And turn our swords when intruders come

Don’t you want a companion
To make you laugh as you journey on
Six hours later falling
Pleased into home

I know you do
Then why do you leave
Alone
As I ask questions?

Skeleton

Composed 7/26/13
Description: We do not only need food to survive.

I could live without the feast
If permitted bits of bread
An occasional scrap of steaming meat
Small wrapped chocolates on holidays
At least then I’d have a taste
Of hope

But I sit here starving
Gulping water to fight the pains
To my left and right
They snack contently
Others gorging
Cheeks round and red with warmth

I’m
A skeleton
No one pays mind
To my stares
My pale, shrunken cheeks
Too distracted with their own joy
And I’m left alone to wither

Visions in the Night

Composed 6/16/13
Description: I’ve been feeling a bit lonely today.

the worst result of your sway
is
I admit
not your fault
but that does not mean
I cannot drown
in the steamy pressure of the night
that fogs my mind
with red
with darkness
and squeezes my body all over
then releasing
leaving my heart and soul empty
an emptiness that
lasts and lasts