A cage of your own making jumbled maddening sounds dancing up a storm of anger Inaccessible to the ones you love banging and blaming yourself against every single wall Tear-stained mascara tracks dripping on your cheeks, neck, breasts Tearing at the wallpaper no hidden text of hope nor any buried treasure A victim's marks blotch your arms, back, and face You know it was not your fault, yet you blame and blame and blame yourself. A mess of limbs, hair and wild eyes you look to the ceiling, the record stops and the rain begins to fall You let all the shit go.
The Dinner Party
The dinner party begins
by the shadows of amber candlelight.
Dinner is served to the
sound of a flirty swing and jazz band.
Mad and wild vibes flow
as their manners and decorum vanish.
The band plays wild jazz
as the dinner table begins to vibrate.
The guests and hosts lose
control as the glass starts breaking.
Everyone dances wildly to
the end of everything as the house
collapses around them.
A Jazzy Night
a glass of whiskey turned into many
High on the lights
elated by the buzz and the roar of tonight
Dancing with somebody
then wildly dancing with somebody else
Ascending into the morning
taken by the manic vibrations and those eyes
dinner and jazz
amber lights play