Your Image

Terrified, I’m

Shaking in my shoes.

Overwhelmed with

The power of you.

But what have you ever done

To instill such fear in me?

I carry this trauma

Like a bag of gold.

I remember those words

That you didn’t speak,

And I am left

Scared and cold.

That hand that you

Didn’t hit me with,

That accusation

That you never made.

Whom have I twisted

Your image into?

Reaching Out

Reaching out.

Waves crashing,

At my feet.

Love crushing

The air

Out of my lungs.

What is to be

Expected

From my great God

Next?

Joy is pulling out

My fingernails.

Peace is knocking me

Unconscious.

What can I give

To board the train

Going up the hill?

What can I say

To bring mercy

To my body

And soul?

Grace

Is beating me

To a pulp.

Jesus,

Save me

From your church!

Save me

From society!

The powerful

And the rich

Hover above

My bleeding body,

Like vultures.

How can I escape?

Alien

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Speed

Arrived on time or rather early. Write a rhyme and spin it surely. Who can tell the time of day? Who can see the sunset in the sky?

Find my wallet in the dryer. Find your smile in the mirror. Close the door to confrontation. See the score in conflagration.

Bright colors streak by on the street. A yellow taxi and a blue bus. A little baby causes a fuss. Secrets abide but they are few. Nothing settled, nothing due.

Where the brick road leads, my yellow liver bleeds. If the sweet tea did the deed, who am I to come up speed?