Rationalised resentment

Tell me these lies are all true.
These walls are all needed.
Tell me this feeling will pass.
And I can look away with a clear heart.
And that my hands were always meant to be red.
And these souls, these people were always meant to be dead.

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Try not to breath

Hidden in the shell at the bottom of your soul.
In the hollow of your neck where your vertebrae’s buckle.
The palm of your hand.
It resides. Coughing out songs and laughter.
As you cry.
You choose and change this religion.
Writing your own dreams to dapple these eyelids of the young.
Sticky with Jesus kisses and Vaseline.
Now, there was someone with a bad judge of character.
Yet judge not, lest ye be judged as you chorus and ring in these ears.
Who disagrees?
Off with their heads and bring the bones to your feet.
Suck the soul from within like sap from a tree.
Or a balloon full of fear. Inhaled in a quiet dark room.
Where the shadows and ugly realities lie.
In wait. Ready to buzz out in phosphor.
Luminous lies.
Though it all means nothing to you. A new leprosy for a non-contact age.
Kept at a distance and viewed only through a screen.
Flashing pulsars.
As your neck gives in, staring at a phone all day.
You tie their necks back. A soft motherly touch, done in pink ribbons and lace.
They do not notice how tight you pull, as their view clouds and all they hear is your voice.
Talking, not of the bombs you will drop or the mustard gas breath you hiss.
You tell them they are superman.
Bittersweet and free.

Stuck

I dreamt about the future, while all around; they walk it back.
I’d been beyond there, far away and out of reach.
Such things I’d seen.
All that time missing the big reveal.
Now the stars drip down like lies off a tongue.
Hold it and eat them.
Cough.
Then lick them up. Shut them up.
Try to let me in, though a distant world away.
This could be the saddest day.
And though I get lyrical, as I always will.
Tarred and caught in the well placed trap.
I ask that you touch me….I am trying.
Come walk these shoes and wear this soul.
Give me new direction.