Good-bye Songs

A bruise
my whole outward
appearance
might as well be
an unbreakable spell she,
THAT she,
raped she, humiliated she,
she in fat girl shoes
cast
with lost color abreast, more than a bruise
the most and the best of good-bye songs

Filling a Hole III

The next thing
determines the
next thing

up to you
don’t do
my mind will do

Wet Extension

Wonder
if thunderstorms
prefer the city or
the country (as sirens scream to
the sky)

My Gift

it’s a
compliment
you see it
you’re a
real man—

The User

Should have seen the
jumping off place and
assured him t’wasn’t real—

Spidered Sight

filling the pages

be back later

to put you

together

dear although I see

you clearly

BrokenGirl

I’m bothered by the guessing

since

I’m bold enough to ask

lurking rejection

but that’s the thing

then add on to this rub

determined to stay

BrokenGirl

Crush Etiquette

Don’t implant these

love flags when

lust ones do

just fine

Glitch

tricky I never

realize the

inclination and

the repetition

to cause

inward deaths

and disease to

mourn them

Immaturish

no potionist

clarification

no chipping away

who can imagine

the shape or constellation

no rock to be found to split

I can not mistake there

an originality but spelled differently

a new red~singular element

fate mapped challenge~built singularity

for a poetess~ion by ion

immaturish.