Keyless

As I carried
my purple heart
inside I lost
the two longest arms,
casualties of a door
closing on me.
Fast
and wicked.
I was wreckless-
too impatient
to think of
the consequences
of my race,
I pushed on
left to hold them
beaten
broken
by the hand
of the one
depended on.
Myself broken
just the same
and locked out
of myself.

Highwaymen

You've got
your piece
of mind
perfectly sliced,
bite-sized.
Nobody can
teach you
a song now-
now that
you've got
your peace.
In the corner
against a lamp
is my coat,
resting on laurels
of a lint
stained carpet.
Wish I could
vacuum it all
nice and neat
less messy.
But I've left
my hoover behind
so I pick
by hand only
to find more
in my tracks.

Lemons

It's a bitter cell
of white walls
and open doors
I call home now.
Marked by the
buzzing from above
and short finger nails.
Free to leave
but not to go-
banned from peace.
Having been trapped
in fear of light
by weakness that
preferred pits
I found courage
in the last
grain of sand.
Hung from my rope
neatly drawn
so not to leave
visible burns.
I'm a master magician
fooling oceans of eyes
with my illusions
yet unable to
trick my own.

My Worst Enemy

How could you?
You are
not my friend.
Nor were
you ever.
At my darkest
you fled
took my torch
abandoned me
to my fates.

No I despise
the thought
of you
your smile
your scent
your words
every ugly memory.

If not
for fear
of superstition-
a seven year
sentence-
i would
shatter you.