Eyelids to push aside half-moons a body of stone lies back; sweeps your face, and bleeds the wind far off from lips and gathered blood when in death, I dreamed nothing I hide from you all in white lies, lips castles of my own words I will hide from you all into bedsheets among the streets and the statues of pretty women the moon sees me for what I am a garden of death that lied that feasts beyond midnight veins and recalls children climbing on rock roots, twisting backbones and hips I can’t unsee what awaits in memory peeping from thunders between years of innocence and youth of the years with thorns in my sides, the first to make me squirm the first woman who dies as a child. I eat the white hot moon and the fuchsia blood-eating all man With snakes crawling in our heads it will hide in monde and mind far off from lips and gathered blood when in death, I dreamed nothing. © 2020 Pseudopsychosis All Rights Reserved.
Originally published in Free Verse Revolution Lit’s Second Issue: Hermes (the kaleidoscope). My absolute thanks to the editor, Kristiana Reed, for accepting my work in this past issue. Before Free Verse Revolution became FVR Lit, it was one of the first places I submitted my work to after becoming more familiar with the authors and engaging with a few of them on WP. It gave me the push I needed to submit and I am so thrilled that FVR was a home to a few of my pieces, and how a couple other poems were featured in the former Sunday best prompts.
Thank you again, Kristiana. ❤
This piece, in particular, is inspired by my best friend, Gabby. Some notes I had about it include what we discussed about the beauty and effervescence of the night–and I just had to write my feelings/thoughts about it. This was written back in late 2020, and as for most people, it wasn’t an easy year. I was in a deep depression that was hard to come out of, so some lines in this piece reflect that headspace I was in–I think I was more despondent about the past, and how it’s hard to change especially being stuck in place for a long period of time. I struggled a bit then.
Reposted for the 08/19/2021 dVerse OLN. I won’t be able to make the live meeting, unfortunately.