“That stale air you think of
is heaviness surrounding the numb teeth.”
It’s dark, It’s the night.
we slumber with mouths open trying to please.
trying to pick lotus with our heavy lips.
I stare into this earth which holds me like a baby,
and then the flashback of pills and heartaches.
that moment of a swiveled cloud of tears.
It’s done now,
Circling around life needs a solid heart,
a solid tongue to lick,
lick, the translucent powder of fever.
Kate’s lip was cracked. She ran with all her struggle.
A few petals of autumn leaves fell on her naked back,
torn clothes revealed her scars now,
The heinous brutality was a dark cage
People said it will be alright. So she fought.
She fell in the web of masked society. Hard to inhale
hard to smile, locking horns with the concealed brown pit
Splash of waters did not soothe her skin, now her sagging vapid skin
So she fought again.
She knitted courage from her belly button expanding to her gazing eyes,
The once charmed, innocuous smile
full of dynamite forever.
People still say Kate will be alright.