I Have Passed

I hear her

Sneeking like a saint

White washed walls she crept

Like an angel at an angle

Quite quiet

My mind flutters

She is moving/tasting /touching

My heart stops

She sees me

My wings open and fold

My wings break and bleed

Her eyes have passed

White walls absorb me

I have passed


Run to the grave she said like milk

My lips could taste her heaven

and he said

my child

and we danced beneath deaths star

as if passing could cover me

My baby / My life /My love

take my strings in Bach

break my bones for not

Run he whispered

the knives have me

Take my soul to the screaming stars

My bones are broken upon the oars

take me my love

I am broken on the stars.

Here She Comes

She is coming. Like a red head in heat.

Finally she comes for me.

My blood has slowed with sugar. My throat is swollen with lumps and my stomach has taken the bulimia to it’s peak. My heart has become weak and fluttered. My mind can no longer grasp concepts such as movement and space, I feel constant vertigo.

The panic no longer matters as I feel my own death coming. My heart clicks. I hear the ticking. I feel the ticking.

Soon I will be dead. Months at most. Dead.

I hear it now. Death. All of my fears in death. Now I cannot fear. It is real.

Here she comes.

Ten Commandments

The Earth is our Mother; care for Her.

Honor all your relations.

Open your heart and soul to the Great Spirit.

All life is sacred; treat all things with respect.

Take from the Earth what is needed and nothing more.

Do what needs to be done for the good of all.

Give constant thanks to the Great Spirit for each day.

Speak the truth; but only of the good in others.

Follow the rhythms of nature; rise and retire with the sun.

Enjoy life’s journey but leave no tracks.

My New Years resolution?

To face my fears and allow them to pass through me.