*Low shirts and looks

Up the escalator
I breathe
a great rising chest breath
He looks down
I know where
I stare off
and watch his gaze
out of the corner of my eye
I watch him
*Numb

I watched the blood flow
through the tubes
darker than I've ever seen
dark like my heart
it spins out of my arm
never to be pumped through again
It's happy to get away
I bet
I wonder where it will end up?
In a lab, in a freezer, in a sewer
in a landfill buried in dirt?
Flushed into the blue oceans?

My arm is numb now
wondering why the vein
must be punctured.
My hand is cold
and lonely.
I wonder too.
*HAIKU*

*
Out
I walk through dirt snow
on my way to the pale moon
I trip on a star

*
Stale
Breathe the fresh, clean air
before you go back inside
Fill your lungs with hope

*
Spring
Mud dirt tugs my car
towards the deep river bank
Than back to the sun
*That Laugh

I am losing hold
                           of whatever it is
I am gripping
                          no one ever knows
because I am laughing
                          while I'm slipping

And I get hot and cold
                         like my mood, my body changes
I don't need to be continuously told
                         of life and slanty wages

My head pounds and my fever climbs
       I lay here writing my way through this story
not enough time nor love nor energy
             to keep on flipping the  pages of my glory

I talk to friends and strangers
              and smile bleached white smiles, so utterly completely fake
I talk to loved ones and family
              and try tremendous driven laughs that make my body shake

                I  tell you, I never stop
joking
                       until I'm all alone
and than who really
cares
                        what it is that makes me stone?                      




*January 31

Knowledge Bowl
4 years ago;  a death
shorts & tank top
unevenly tanned skin
Ani D. singing in my head
booming roofs
make me jump
A ghost visits
uncomfortable stories
from
5 inch book
Tea Tree Face
and saving grace
God help me,
it ain't right
*******The Words Are Flowing through my body - coming up to my head - Once in A While*********
                 ~ a sample of ramblings straight from my latest journal, Enjoy, if you want
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