by phillipw | Feb 6, 2020 | CH, LO, RO, ST
Recovery Road Forget the sense of melting when your chest Felt waterfalls of wonder from your soul, When tides came as a wave, a glistening crest Which washed your heart and left it kneeling, whole. Leave memories of warmth behind, the shape Which made...
by phillipw | Feb 6, 2020 | PA
Exorcism A man who cannot tame his heart, control Its snarling, wild excesses is a waste, A waste and glory. He is like a scroll With marring marks which cannot be erased, Yet underneath them in a fuming gold, The words of God, enflamed like Sinai, Are...
by phillipw | Feb 6, 2020 | AD, DA, JO, LO, RO, UN
The Rest is Silence A vacuum-like presence fills my veins, My arteries, my heart, yes, mostly in My chest. These vessels for my blood have stains Still where pulse used to course. Each ulta-thin Tattoo that love has mottled on their walls Is ugliness made up...
by phillipw | Feb 5, 2020 | NI
A Tropical Butterfly in an Evil Nation An asphalt colored butterfly flicks low Across the street, a little bit above The lead-like paving; gray and light gray go Afluttering in flecks as if a dove, A very tiny 2D dove with specks on specks For wings, were on its...
by phillipw | Feb 5, 2020 | ST
A Nutritionless Meal Loud microphoning of a shouting rant Made up of commonplaces is supposed To lodge inside us by repeated cant. The same old things again, again are posed By big black speakers yelling louder than The man himself–though he is bad...
