Melancholy and the Shining Light

At the end of a sterilized hall 

Under one flickering light 

A jagged, violent scrawl: 

“Restroom closed for the night.”

Industrial bleach stings your nose 

The chemical scent of a sin 

In his mask and his BBP clothes 

He’ll ensure that no one gets in.

He clacks the yellow belt to the door 

And casts one sharp look around 

Does he know that his sleeve has tore? 

When she grabbed it, it did make a sound…

As you continue on your way 

The questions claw at your mind

If you had only just said “Hey,” 

You’d have seen what he left behind

Yet another life is lost

To the man who scrubs and cleans 

In his eyes, they must pay the cost— 

By any and all means

Another evening in this dim old car
Nearly no one at the bar.
The scent of oak and bourbon lingers,
She grips the glass with trembling fingers.

But something about her, doesn’t seem quite right
She’s not slurring her words, not in the slight
Despite her having eight in a row
Always looking down, her eyes never show

As we pass through a tunnel, the cabin grows dark
She looks up, her eyes glowing like a spark
The moon returns, the shadows flee
An empty glass is all I see

I wake with a start when the floorboards groan,
Back in my bed, but not quite alone.
She visits in nightmares, a permanent guest,
The spark in the dark never lets me rest.

I think I’ll start posting here again

Thank you for visiting and reading

More to come.

“Poem about the chicken bag stuffy being sentient but unable to communicate in any way“

Over and over they stuff my bottom

My family forsaken me, my legacy forgotten

And all to use me as a place for bags

With every piece of trash, my organs sag

Slowly and surely, they continue to shop

I don’t know my limit, but why won’t they stop?

We already have plenty here at home

I wish I were with my friends, where I could roam

But instead I got turned into this bag stuffy

My intestines pushing against me, feeling more puffy

Soon enough, my life will end

But I don’t think they will never spend.

Another swipe, another show

Will this ever end? You already know.

The more you feed it, the more it grows

Nothing more than a puppet, in Algorithm’s show

Through thousands of years of society

Nothing to show for it but impiety

But with the neverending, evergrowing anxiety

Can you be blamed, with all this variety?

Put your phone down, go outside

For too long, your boredom has been denied

What you thought was within you hat died

Was waiting for you, your inner guide

Now is the time to wake up and choose

To take one tiny step, in your favorite shoes

You need to stay goodbye to those melancholy blues

When you listen to yourself, you can never lose

This room now empty, but it once did hold

Millions of lives, cut short by the endless need

Of unneeded consumption, now never-ending cold

All to continue the destructive, careless breed

To consume, to continue, to not give a damn

The more we make, the more bodies we can jam

We hear not their cries, maybe once, we should heed

No matter how much you clean 

No matter what you do

Anyone who walks in will be keen

To the hell they are put through

As the scientists upstairs split another gene

To make a fattier bacon, for you

And you won’t even bat an eye

As you dig into your shepherd’s pie

If only, if only, you knew

Sickening, twisted

The knife goes even deeper

You see their light fade

Despite everything

You attempted to stop me

And guess what?  You failed.

Dark Experiments

How long can a human last?

No vocal chords, gasps

Unable to turn, can barely breathe

Who could have done this to me?

I miss my family, my friends

Why couldn’t they have just let me be

What I thought was my salvation

A ride to a new, beautiful home

Is now a prison, a torture chamber

A place I can no longer roam

I know not of my fate, nor where I am

The only thing that I’m able to do

Is squeal, cry in anguish

No real food, I can’t even chew

But wait, here comes my salvation!

A conveyor to my family, I can’t wait

But then, all I see is blackness

To my only assured fate

Day by day, you slowly age

How long you’ve been doing this, you can’t even gauge

Do you think you can continue that much more?

“Yes, of course.” as you continue to pour

You don’t even distinguish day and night

While every time you look in the mirror, more with fright

As you age a year in a single day

“Why can’t this all just be over?” You pray

But you also are reminded of that pact you made

With the Devil himself, the price you must now pay

To be tormented on this earth, day in and day out

“I don’t need to protect myself”, you used to flout

As your bones get brittle, your mind slowly rots

What once were beautiful blue eyes, are now tiny black dots

Your strength you had, the love you once shared

All is now gone, just your pupils everyday, stared

And these eyes, are they actually your own?

They certainly don’t hold the soul you once had known

So you’re condemned to roam this earth, bereft of joy

Just another one of Satan’s pawns, just another toy.