surrender

I see you like a leaf in autumn. You are beautiful; however, you are reluctant to change color and give in to the wind.
You hold on tight, gripping to the same branches you’ve clung to for so long. You believe this is the only place you can exist, so you refuse let yourself spin into the morning air.

You refuse to let go; you refuse to Continue reading

reasons

White sand tumbles into the undertow
as chemical moves through the blood machine.

Next is the chemical reaction.
Your body changes from an imperfect paradise and the mind detaches from all of its weight.

Your, “all too often,” thoughts submit to the sudden change, and then they wash away into the sea of forgetfulness.
(and that’s good)

There is no conflict here. There is no struggle.
Upon entering, the blast of euphoria smooths the sharp edges and dulls them into Continue reading

pill bottles

So, I come from a generation of excess.
But then again….so did you
I was raised on the idea of more, and if one was good
then two is better, and if two is better,
then four must be incredible,
right?

Blue pills pass through me
and the machine softens the membrane
to enact the perfect ensemble
of mind, body and soul       (So I can rest)

The sound of Continue reading

poem about temptation

The beast in my imagination has changed throughout the years.
He has changed his clothes and the way he speaks.
He switched his language and altered his scream to the sound of perfect whispers.
The beast in my imagination has matured; he changed his game
and learned how to disguise his tricks

Some think the beast is worse when he growls or shows his teeth.
But I don’t. I think he is strongest when he smiles
That’s when I know something is in the mail

It means something is on the way.
It means I lost my step, and the beast in my imagination
found a different way to spread his wings.

My beast is like the serpent in The Garden of Eden, always suggesting, and always questioning the truth with doubts and curiosity.

“The fruit from that tree must be really good if it’s forbidden.
You should taste it,” he says.

But I’m not supposed to, I tell him.
“Whose gonna know?” he laughs.
“There’s no one here but you and me…..”

 

the bottom

Be aware, every bottom has a trap door.

After the midnight hours,
two policemen sat me in the backseat of a police car and transferred me from the first precinct, where I instigated and underwent a mild beating, and then they took me to the holding facility in Hempstead.
The policemen escorted me to the rear passenger side door, and as one of Continue reading

testing the waters (junkie stories)

I watched a man’s eyes slowly withdraw when he moved the plunger down on the needle in his arm. His expression pulled back; like something warm had delicately massaged the inside of is mind and bathed him from reality.
I thought of how many times I said, “That would never be me.”
But there I was; crouched in Continue reading