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My scars creep out from beneath my sleeves, and I’m choking on the ropes wrapped around my neck. They bite and twist, leaving their red marks on my throat because they, like you, only care for the pain, yet I sing out from the gallows as the rope cinches tighter about me, while the water […]

A Breaking

A breaking, these steps shatter, fold, caress me into a death so sweet, so luminous and pure. I’m sitting here waiting for a retribution that will come whether I’m prepared or not, and the line to Hell seems too long to wait and the demons beckon, cajole, and urge, and I’m listening because they speak […]

Fumes

I’m crumpled up, my withered bones cracking, splintering into windy days. I am separate, shadowed, bleached out by wicked rays and evil lines splashed between beautiful ones, and these windows open and slam shut on my fingers, and I’m over here bleeding again, breathing again, surviving again on your fumes. ~ Patience Facebook Twitter

All Over Again

It’s right there, beyond the barriers we’ve built between us. The loss lies there like a great sea of emptiness, and I’m looking out that bus window all over again, scratching my fingers against the dirty glass, weeping at a loss I didn’t realize would encompass every part of my world. ~ Patience Facebook Twitter

Open Windows

I want this in a way that’s foreign, hard, speechless. The desire to be here, in these binds, beneath these places you inhabit weighs me, chains me like swimming with bricks, like flying without wings. You say there’s this window I can climb through, but all I see is broken glass and my feet already […]