I've been aware
for many a year,
but cut off by him,
for crimes he accuses
for crimes undisclosed,
his silence is wider than
the great oceans,
with no means of passage.
till one day a word,
his brother uses a word
that makes no pretense,
that shocks, stuns, and
force!admits me to a reality,
I, knew but couldn't admit

schizophrenic.

here I am sundered speechless;
as a new form of sadness now
internally prevails, and I am
even more quiet than usual,
contemplative, they call it,
but
I recognize sad/mad in every one
of its manifold disguises, and wonder
just how much, own ingenious genes,
the paucityof my impoverished down~
bringing brought, bought, caught,
contributed to this loss, this onus,
this cross that has no answer to the
                                   *only question that matters,
                                     how much,
                                     am I the guilty party
                                                           ­              the disaster father

In a state of confusion,
Staring at the sky.
Seeking seclusion,
Never knew why.
It's all  illusion,
It's all lies.

in the morgue
name tag tied to big toe

the autopsy
naked to the bone

you may let out a last moan
but that will be death, making itself heard

There is a place inside me
where the world can’t reach—
and that is where I keep you.
Not in my hands,
because hands can let go.
Not in my mind,
because minds can forget.
But in the quiet room of my chest,
its walls built from every moment
you’ve ever made me feel seen.
If one day
you lose sight of yourself,
I will still know where you are.
I’ll open that room,
wrap you in the memories you’ve given me,
and place them gently back in your heart
until you remember
you have never been alone.
You never have to ask me to stay—
I was never planning to leave.
And even if time
took everything else from me,
I would still have you there,
safe in the one place
nothing can break. ❤️.