A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Regret
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A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Tag Archives: death
Depression
Heavy blanket weighs
you down, yet cocoons you. Why
bother to crawl out?
Edward Scissorhands
A-Depp-t cult classic
fairy tale, gothic icon
all rolled into one.
Psoriasis
I scratch itchy skin,
thinking of lepers losing
pieces of themselves.
Stephen King films
We longed for The Mist
and 1408 like kids
dreaming of Christmas.
Moral chicken
They saw a film on
how poultry is killed. They cluck
as I eat hot wings.
The day after
Busyness is best
to occupy, medicate
you. Endings are hard.
High school
You’ll never again
feel pain, joy both at once. Be
so at odds with life.
Autumn precedence
Trees have never held
leaves as late as November.
Frost was wrong. Gold stays.
Triage
When we run out of
batteries, we sacrifice
the TV remote.
a haiku a day 