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  Jan 24 owls at dawn
Mark Bell
******* in a light bulb
Can’t be a sin
Just want to know
How they got
Within.
owls at dawn Jan 24
my thighs are milkshake vortices
such a strange and delicious image
a ridiculous ecstasy
owls at dawn Jan 24
a great wheel turns around me,
like a giant slow moving gear
it just appeared, about a meter wide, and dark
horizontal over the earth, circling my hips
it has no light or color
but it wants to
it wants to spin faster and faster
funneling into the ground
igniting a portal in my spine
it wants to become a tornado of light and shoot up into space
maybe it will land somewhere in sirius or vega
who knows
maybe it's a stargate or an astral healing machine
maybe it's a dormant orb
maybe I'm a dormant orb!

or maybe it's an etheric garbage disposal
I do have a lot of junk to clean out down there
owls at dawn Jan 24
it's easy for the weak to romanticize power
overlooking the great burden that is responsibility
after releasing the burden, one may float away
owls at dawn Jan 24
I see them now
the beautiful woman chained in a dungeon
the highborn noble without conscience
the brutality, the hopelessness
the merciful death that was long to arrive...

I imagine lifetimes of despair and guilt followed him
compassion and empathy slow to form over millenia
forgiveness elusive
he still can't get it right
I see them clearly now
owls at dawn Jan 23
21 spirits held me down
their hopes, their love
my past in the ground
I held them in light
they gave me clear sight
now with them
I am no longer bound
owls at dawn Jan 22
new
new ways to be
new ways to see
new thoughts to think
new love to drink
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