Sensitivity

Composed 4/19/16
Description: For Day 19 of NaPoWriMo. Sometimes you struggle for inspiration and then you just look in the mirror…

They say a cold touch
Means your heart is on fire
But what does it mean when
My skin alights at the faintest touch?
A fingerprint will leave a mark
The leaning edge of a countertop a knife
Pressing scars along my arms

Pressing matters do not alarm me
A slap would rarely enrage
Does my skin overcompensate?
Hint to what lies beneath its rapid color
A blush, a semblance of pain
Where inside all is pale and even
Perhaps it’s too tame so my skin must
Flame so I seem
Human

Sickness

Composed 9/7/15
Description: I wrote this at night so long ago I don’t even remember what brought it on…

You wish me to be happy
But all I breathe is poison in the air
Your daisies might bring a smile
But all the while I seep with sick
I can’t escape it
It’s in my eyes
It coats each face
Each smiling, sweet face
Juxtaposed with fangs and fire
A hot drugged despair
It’s in the air
We’re all sick with it
We just tolerate it
But not me
Not today when it’s all I see
Angel, bring me sleep and
Set me free

Just Listening

Composed 4/25/14
Description: n/a

I live through the ears
My eyes       dart
I can pretend
I can plead
If I don’t see their faces
But my heart l o n g s
For true connection
Heat, anger, love, affection
Desires of risk
And my eyes are rapid
Sensors of emotion
My heart a muscle of pure empathy
It hurts to see
Do I live with the pain?
Or die empty?
An outsider
Just
Listening