Caught You

Caught You

Who are you?Really? It’s kept in secretWhen you hide awayFor weeks on endIn a dark place Along with your flawsYour humanity…Anything ugly When you struggleStill so goodStill so pretty You hate your pedestal?No. You love itOf course you do.No one can ever question you....
The old god

The old god

The old god The one from the sky And moldy pages Peculiar stories Conflicting accounts How did you get back in? When the doors were locked, The windows sealed… How did you find this pulse? Crawl back under this skin? Sink your teeth back in? How ever did you...