Posts Tagged recovery

I Struggle Early (and Often)

There are morn-

ings when I can’t get

out of jail,

details pop,

humans strangle, cutting, leav-

ing insane self down.

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One day, the sun, the trees, and the light post marked my mood.

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Saturday Death at Costco

I want to

love people, forgive

and be calm,

always smile,

but I am not bright sun, and

I am blasted dead.

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A Moment, Knowing I Had Wasted My Life

A rock in

garden, looking for

plants to kiss

but being

locked to uncaring clays and

sick, little orange bugs

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Before, Then After Dali

Persistence

needed for calm survival,

maddening

dreams haunting

our false loves, clean peace, and death

steals our new purpose.

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the-persistence-of-memory, by Salvator Dali, 1931

The Persistence of Memory, Salvador Dali, 1931.

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Friday Afternoon at Costco

I know it’s

me — the people with

anger that

mangles my

nerves — attacked by carts, wanting

to curl down and die.

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All of these Knickknacks Were Glistening in the Gutter by the School Bus

Throw stained socks,

empty the tank, lec-

ture light souls,

banking on, grasping on, tear-

ing us to pieces.

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One Time, on a Leather Couch, When I Followed Directions

Told to see

miracles, I see

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purple, swim-

ming flowers;

they drive wedges of happy,

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joyous lifetimes big

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Dry Heart Is Fearful, Steals Water

In desert,

emotions hang dry,

owner-less,

seeking shel-

ter,blasting fragile, red blooms,

coasting in green winds.

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One Day There Was Betterment in a Tiny Auditorium

Children holding his

tablets, moving miniscule

planets. Forget my

past, he screams, slowly curing

needy pieces of dog fur.

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America 2017, #7 & #8, Dead Factories Freezing My Worn Guts

These are not

the silly unem-

ployed, hidden

darkness ex-

ploiting

fear of dying stark-

ly alone, alone.

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More Dystopia Today from Amateur Carl

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