Poem (Untitled 27/07/10)

I have pulled my heart out of my ribcage,

Tearing every last battered vein

Pushed my fist right through the flesh

And scratched inside the tight wound

With my sharp, blackened nails.

Now it is no big deal, out of loneliness,

To crawl inside a perfumed chest

And believe it a paradise of warmth,

Neither it is to blame out of drunkenness

One’s own tormented madness

On the full moon, that hopeless whore

Pinned to the sky with a silver chain.

I have downed pints of silence

And poisoned my senses in denial

With overdoses of pride.

Now I have been humbled.

He pushed me down on my knees,

Till they bled against the floor,

Pierced my shield of indifference,

Fucked me to the root.

I have been chewed and bruised,

Now I remember how it feels to be alive.

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