Working class zero

They ostracized you before you were born, deemed you a thorny weed in the wasteland, untouchable, unhealthy and unclean, the crows cawed, and the crickets chirped when you first breathed, no Instagram pictures or Facebook status updates announced your arrival, all you knew was the bitter cold in a ramshackle hut, and a mother’s pain…

Look without

Introspection is like playing the same song on repeat, after a while, it grows stale, but you keep at it, hoping for an epiphany or cry of triumph, the old sage will say, “Look within to find the light,” and the new age prophet will say, “You must approach a thought from various hallways: some…

Apathetic

I’m so tired of pining over someone who’s not here, thinking dreaming will help her materialize and waltz right up to me when I’m ambling down the sidewalk, the stars don’t align in the right places and there aren’t ‘precious’ moments in life, I’ve gradually lost the will to hope for a life better than…

That Ragtime though

I’ve never been to New Orleans and learned what little I know about the culture from HBO’s Treme. I do like jazz though. Now, some jazz is inaccessible like abstract philosophy. You can only listen to it from a distance and wonder (in awe or repulsion) about what’s really going on. But play a Benny…

All that begins with L

You take hold of one letter And make claim to all words That begin with it, single-handedly Making them reality in my world.   Lucky, to make me think myself Fortunate to have met you And make bearable the weight of Living.   Laudable, excellent in every way, From friend to Lover, student to colleague,…

Euphoria

Your arm lightly circles me And leaves half of my side tingling. Your warm touch spreading like wildfire It lingers, lingers after you are long gone.   An infection I can’t fight, An addiction I can’t deny, You pull me in and I’m caught, like A fish on a line.   I hold my breath…

The lies I tell myself

I’m a damaged broken husk of myself robotic in my movements most unremembered except the ones that torture an intrusive stain that grows ever larger as I test my fate I can’t get out of bed I’m a fatal disaster if I move it will prove I can make my life better instead I’ll pull…