I fight like a stickleback
When I’m home I’m the strongest man inside
And I would beat anyone who troubled me
But out there I am meek
A boy playing hide and seek
Hoping no one notices me.
Poetry
Dysmorphia
Ugly
Fugly
Staccato of laughter
Echo
Echo
After time
I don’t hanker
Staccato of footfalls
And dripping taps
Remind me who I still am
And have.
Drowning
realising there is no rafter
Pastel face smudged away
No happy ever after
Paint a crooked smile
A clown, a gargoyle
A monster
A crocodile
Frankenstein
Fucking mouths
Hostile
Mutant
Ogre
The periphery
Of mirrors
Framing the freak
The words on my lips
“Please don’t look at me.”
Smoke
In shades of neon light
We sit
Smoke shared between
Lingering like ghosts
Hosts of the cancer
Delving deeper in our bones
We’re crying
Without tears
Cuz we’re so fucking full of empty
We can barely breathe in the nicotine
And everything is false
It’s all smoke and mirrors
When the sun unlocks her vault
Blue skies misleading
We might just think it’s not our fault
So take my hand
And we can vanish into the smoke
Absence
As the orchestra plays it’s song
your absence is in every note
your absence is in every tone
You’ve become the music
Something I can’t touch
The music is the memory
Of you being here with me
And it hurts.
You were so small
And the biggest thing in my life
Now your absence follows me
I am not the same.
I cannot carry this burden
But I will not let you go
Your absence is all I have left to hold
Sledgehammer
I merged and became one with the walls
I heard it all.
As
they
put
their
hunting
trophies
on the wall
Little did they know
I heard and
felt it all
If these walls could
talk
You’d have a shock
I can hear the clock
Tick, tock
Time is running
Running nowhere
Tick tock
Gotta be somewhere
Time is locked
You won’t know
Till the aftershock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Backwards in reality
Forwards in make-belief
I merged and became
one with the walls
Not a wallflower
But a nail in the hall
Hammer, hammer
Oh how
ghosts
in time
stagger
Clamour, clamour
Hear their cries
Sledgehammer
Butter-fly
I flicked butter off a knife
I made a butterfly
Splinter
That day is a shard of time
A splinter in the heart
