Trip-Switch

I tripped over your disapproval today

It was on the floor and in the air

I breathed it in and out

It coated the bones and veins of me

Made me sluggish, afraid to move.

I couldn’t get past it

I couldn’t leave the house

It’s vice like fingers dug into my shoulder

Oh I wish I was bolder.

I wish I could kick instead of trip

(c) Slumpless

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Imperfect Creatures

I fought the fight

Then saw the light

In a million drops of rain

Each perfect and sharp

Each pointed at my heart.

You squandered this clown.

Your mean frown

Shows no pity for silly things

For imperfect creatures.

For uncertain features.

Oh to be you, so sure and  strong

So full of conviction with your pretentious diction.

You stand in the door , while desperate creatures like me

Try to see

Try to catch a glance

A second chance.

Am I out of chances friend?

Is this really the end?

Have I used them all up ?

Been a chance slut?

I suppose I have and this really is it

It’s a pity you turned out to be such a

Sh#t

(c) Slumpless

Waves

I look for comfort in billowing spume.

Thunderous. Luminous. Vicious.

Circular motion then thundering roar

That’s where my heart can soar.

That body. That body.

That mass. Oh my.

I can barely hear the seagulls cry.

I seek comfort in it’s swishy gurgle

Its undulating moves.

Its undertow , high and low. 

I can ride this beast 

But can never conquer it’s swell.

Oh well.

I’m driftwood . 

Bobbing. Bobbing. Babbling.

Rushing to shore. Rushing to shore.

Then poof….. No more. 

No more me. 

Only soft yellow sands

Formed from a million things that were once tough as rock.

But are now full of footprints.

(C) Slumpless