I never had to compete
Against closed doors and mirrors
Once you had my heart in tow
I could see you more clearer
Nightmares flood my naked mind
Down in the hole sides like glass
Reflecting her face not mine
Her narcissistic ways crashed
© 2012 Michael Yost 4/24
Gutter pizza steams
Round worms seek shelter
Pigeons flock to scene
Broken zipper streams
Boil weeping smelter
Gutter pizza steams
Lacerations scream
Doubling up, welter
Pigeons flee the scene
Conscience fades to dreams
Nightmare now alters
Gutter pizza steams
Pigeons flock to scene
© 2011 Michael Yost
The moon’s shadow reflects the Blackness forming in my heart.
The tempo of my heels attempts to sooth my rage of discontent,
On the cold unyielding cement.
The night air cooling the flush of my skin radiating
Desperation, exasperation and perspiration.
Struggling between betrayal, anger and tears.
What has come up on me is my greatest fear;
Your love for another is made perfectly clear.
You left our unmade bed and a broken condom behind,
On a sweat soaked pillow that used to be mine.
© 2011 Michael Yost
Shedding not one tear
Tied on banister to tight
Swaying with each breath
Door has small hinges
Great vacuum it creates
Push pull as in death
Rescuing at hand
Lashed no longer to the rail
The banister fails
© 2010-2011 Michael Yost booguloo@live.com
Tossing and turning sheets twisting around
Lashed to a pallet bobbing up bobbing down
Bed clothes and pillows cold soaking wet
Salt watered tearing eyes burning with sweat
Thunder then lightening jump with a start
Bullets and tracers you grab at your heart
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream
Tossing and turning sheets torn asunder
Lashed to a pallet you begin to wonder
You open your mouth in a silent scream
Crumpling to the floor realizing it’s a dream
A dream
© 2010-2011 Michael Yost booguloo@live.com
