The whooshing of threadbare curtains cuts through deadening silence,
while shadows on the wall toy with a hermit's sanity.
The graze of unseen, jagged fingernails scrapes against sweaty flesh,
injecting poison into subcutaneous tissue,
unwieldily setting the stage.
A heaviness of humid, stale air presses down on compressed lungs,
as maniacal laughter bounces off cracked ceilings.
Buzzing flies circle, swooping down
just to taunt—then vaporize into nothingness.
Muttering voices cling to the inside of a failing cranium,
overtaking a discarded soul, slowly stripping away morality.
Irises blacken, then return to sapphire, before blackening again.
Sitting, rocking back and forth with arms wrapped around legs,
speaking in tongues—
the transformation has begun.
A shattered will; possession seems inevitable.
Fighting feels increasingly hollow.
The smothering venom accelerates.
Chattering crescendos
until your body becomes complete chaos,
and what's left of your soul is trapped within a cage,
locked deep inside the pits of demonic despair.
Categories:
subcutaneous, dark, death, deep, gothic,
Form: Free verse
If I were that scar above your rose tinted lips,
of whom you keep picking and removing dead cellular dust,
out of hatred that rises from your porous subcutaneous layer
of insecurity,
I probably would have bled more than you think.
I couldn't have shed tears, possibly.
But I've heard every little wound needs love to heal,
And so will I-
your dearest hideous scar.
Categories:
subcutaneous, autumn, beautiful, beauty, caregiving,
Form: Free verse
Still Life For Words in G Major
Our slippery searching years peel away,
From a central pulsating rind beating fast,
Which glistens like a deep sky beam of green fire,
Emitting unseen filaments with tiny balls of sap,
Crowning their peaks with a watery white bulb,
of time mixed with multitudes of naked mirrors;
Our unique human voices swim now in cloudy rivers
Like fish that have been thrown back after the hook,
Old dead friends haunt me as the stars outside
Continue their eternal dust dances in the dark,
They shake my hand as they manifest bodily,
With youthful stubborn ardor and unwrinkled skin,
To past minutes and forgotten hours,
Now digested like last night’s roast left on the stove,
By dead friends now holding flowers in a sullen graveyard,
That big green obscenity splashed with naked sun,
Peeling away from the core, the central pulsating rind,
The inner turning eye of the subcutaneous heartbeat.
Categories:
subcutaneous, memory,
Form: Free verse
Senryu 3/26/2018
winter’s blanket
subcutaneous layers
over six pack abs
John G. Lawless
©3/26/2018
Categories:
subcutaneous, vanity,
Form: Senryu
Slam.
And the beat goes on
pounding on ribs
temples pulsing
words clenched keeping
explosions inside
adrenaline lines ripping
subcutaneous quakes raging
and as I fiercely pedal away
all I manage is
"Have A Nice Day!"
17.11.27
Composed for Lewis Raynes'
"Emotional anger, hurt, rage"
Categories:
subcutaneous, anger, car, conflict, funny,
Form: Light Verse
And there...
unlikely as in our world
cold mountains peaks
are grab by top
towards the foot of vale
where springs are flowing
from oceans depth
In to the rivers lair
no bird can freely fly
without the wings wide spread
theirs haven is liquefied
in kind of melted lead
they pulled their eyes outside
and underneath of deepest gulf
they hid...
theirs sins beneath the eyelids cut
instead of hairs they bred
subcutaneous larvae
lice have eat their lips
burned to dust
by meaning
of an imposturous act
their children are as old as oaks
already turned in to a fairytale
and mothers so bravely young
that all their tears
where shed at once
before almighty set aside
a hem of brittle sky - tornd apart
they done such things
that we shall never dream
they fetch such truth
that is unseen
by holiest of the holly books
they do prevail upon
nor love nor death
or madness all along
they stayed as wild
as we consider ourselves
so rapt and not enough to state
- so civilize
Categories:
subcutaneous, myth, nature, philosophy, poems,
Form: Ballad
subcutaneous
chemicals flow through membranes
ions form in cells
microscopical
potassium-sodium
particles invade
electricity
flows in and out of neurons
lightening strikes brain
inevitable
thoughts form through countless charged clouds
a poet is born
08/25/15
Categories:
subcutaneous, poetess, poets, science,
Form: Senryu
SUBCUTANEOUS SAVAGERY
From the sublime to the savage
With relevance to ravage
By a being beset by a beauty’s betrayal begotten
My well-fed fortune forgotten
My reality rotten
An acrid and sulfuric soliloquy spoken sullenly and suddenly by a spirit betrothed to a fiend
By a warlock once weaned
From the sublime to the subway
A subterranean trail to travel
With a revelation to unravel
My better judgment judged by a conductor’s gavel
Under a tundra’s tunnel
A metaphorical funnel
Learning what a lunatic like me lacks
I am a train that has jumped the tracks
This is a fourteen scotch in an Irish pup day
While I ride in a subcutaneous subway
A subway stained by sin and sedition
And my next stop on this train is Perdition
© 2012 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~
Categories:
subcutaneous, angst, betrayal,
Form: Ekphrasis
I listen on your belly
Moist subcutaneous gurgles
Brown nipples above my eyes
Your fingers stroke my brow
Fleshy mines inside
Gastric wonders active hive
Imagined by the sound
The living hum
My heart is thumping mad
Categories:
subcutaneous, passion
Form: Free verse