An Implosion There is silence, then I am no more, fragments of me Float in the body, is that why the heart hurts, the mind is Itchy, and the stomach is so full without lunch? Tell me dear world, where do I go to weep, to shout, to hurt Would you allow me to hurt at all? My revenge plan 1: silence. Stone cold noiselessness Revenge plan 2: shout at a brick wall, let the words lose meaning Revenge plan 3: to smile, and say you don’t matter Revenge plan 4: I want to slap you and stab you in the neck Revenge plan 5: I will fantasize about stabbing you Revenge plan 6: I weep, alone, into my pillow Revenge plan 7: take the allergy medicines to fall asleep Revenge plan 8: we’ll try mindfulness meditation to let it go Revenge plan 9: rationalize and empathize till you become him Revenge plan 10: maybe let’s give up on revenge Can we please be friends again? Day 97: I stab you in my dream I wake up smiling. The world is okay, I guess.
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Four puppies and a cat away My horror dreams are about Piercings in my body being occupied by maggots Like my dream home being slowly chewed By termites who show more resilience Than the puppy who laughs and jumps Despite a punctured chest And a hollowed underarm Is this the fear? Being empty Or being full And slowly chiseled away By the parasites of life The anxiety bug that takes over my day The carved out outline of our relationship With no words left, no care to share The therapist is still a week too far The vet will be wet, he needs a car It is raining in our home town My tears flood the house The maggots are winning Then tomorrow you'll be back I laugh and jump At your sight.
