When I Became a Ghost
I strayed to the shore
floated out along the morning mist
I bobbed on the buoys
salty crests sprayed over me
I gripped
for days on end
I let the ocean waves whack me
clutched to that floating device
as if it were my oracle
greyed arms wrapped tightly
clung to it
waited
for a lapse
a hole
to fish worm into
some pocket
of orb
to fold snugly in
for the long haul
My Body is a Corset
Laced around my lungs
my body stretches over
this heart
spandex-like
two eyes peer out
tongue in cheek
blankets a dry throat
scratched and scarred
from screams that
funnel through
bad dreams
I pull back into the cave of myself
where it is safe
where my body snugly
wraps me
in darkness
RESURRECTION mag 