Lined eyes, now brighter, looks happier. That's what she thought they should see. What stared back in the mirror. Smoothed flesh, blurring the lines and freckles of age and circumstance. All one shade now, bronzed over with a splash of sunshine from a bottle. Beautiful, they must think. Stained lips, rosy and fresh. Glossy with… Continue reading Recognized and Bound
Giving it all up. Killing the fattened calf. Laying it all down. Raising the knife. A ritual preparation for the spilling of blood, the spilling of soul. The stripping away of life. On a white cloth altar. So you can see. Better make sure it is worthy. The sacrifice I bring. Do I respect it… Continue reading Sacrifice: That’s Not What I Desire
Naked, why could she feel that now? The distance stripped protection and calm from the surface of body. She never knew. How cold the breeze was on her skin. She never knew how lost she had become. She was free, she was not alone. She was cared for and warm. But now, it felt cold.… Continue reading Sewing Our Own Leaves Together
It hurts. The Hunger. Hunger. Your hunger will be for, toward, against, movement, limit, direction Teshouqua Hunger for. Her. Hunger for. Him. Hungry. However, never satisfied. Longing. Thinking. Drooling. Escaping. Running. Separating. Fighting. Hungry. For another. To devour him. Eat his spirit, his dreams. Eat his soul. Eat another. Taste his flesh. Hungry. For his… Continue reading Dream Eaters
Freedom is knowing Knowing is freedom choosing un-choosing what you now choose know Freedom to care or not care or un-care if you once cared, too much Freedom is not knowing what they say you should know and not caring at all when you don’t
Patience Discipline Stop Before it starts It intensifies Or it dies See what happens I guess Patience Discipline Think Before you speak It could lead to something You don’t want Can’t have Patience Discipline Pray Before you doubt Before you cry Before you disbelieve Could be the silence Before the rain Or the rest Patience… Continue reading Patience and Discipline
There was a time when she thought she had it all under control. When kids listened, when they were safe. When she didn’t have to worry. But there were times, like tonight, when she felt that it was all unraveling. Each end she tried to grasp and tie up, slipped through her fingers. And she… Continue reading Chosen to Lose It
When he sits alone, there are the things that he won’t say To anyone But those may be the things that create a tomorrow Even if he can’t remember what they were At the bar There a lot of lonely people What are they here for? Connection, drowning, satisfaction, sadness What are they looking for… Continue reading Glasses
Grit between his teeth. Dry overcoming his mouth and his cheek. Slowly sucking all of the moisture out of his tongue. And the metal taste of sour dust was the only thing left. The drink of moisture only in his memory, there was no more wet. Not anymore. There was only a dream of what… Continue reading Kiss of Dust
Yesterday was like the others A cup of coffee over sentences Nothing anyone couldn’t be for anybody But your ordinary sound won’t leave my mind alone Its midnight and the dark won’t pull me down to the deep Angles gave up & left my soul to keep Minutes still spinning and there’s no relief Wonder… Continue reading Sang Me To Sleep
Cindy Koch 