mignon

i nick i pick i pry
i twitch i slip i lie
i miss i drip i cry
i flinch i rip i sigh

I don't know how to express myself?

obviation

lay me down
let me weep
for i must
my soul to keep.
blushing bruising,
slips and settles.
under skin,
nestled nettles.
little steps,
wrung out neck.
do not cry child,
you'll be next.

kitten

i am a pet of mine.
a quiet whistling sense of time.
bordering neatly on the lip
into which, my soul it drips.
restless rustling rounded deep,
oh how does it moan and weep.
but nothing hurts and nothing helps,
quite like a twisted sense of self.

mother may i

it tears little bits.
gnawing at ankles.
picking at scabs.
tiny wisps of suggestion.
it seeps out in fits.
you can see the decay in the way the light leaks out from under
each door we close between us.
the claws dig in,
every word cuts deeper
deeper!
a ribbon of flesh.
a sliver of skin.