Poems from Ashiya

An Acrid Afterthought
I’ve been annihilated By all your Countless cruelties Patiently, painstakingly Sewn into the circuits of my brain Structurally, I’ll never...
I Am Alone or Am I?
And so my lifeblood falls drip drip, drip, drip. drip drip, drip, drip.   Once as lovely as the full moon, Skin now ceramic, Cold.   The...
Delirium.
I can see, but I am blind. I can hear, though I am deaf. I can speak, yet I am mute. I find myself wandering, like a spirit, Walking the...