Poems from CH
I prefer cameras
to eyes.
Unblinking singular lenses
to the uncertain twins.
Black glasses that reflect me
to colored films that warp...
You are the edges
To my tender flesh
Abusing me
You dig your fingers in
And your nails
Cut
You know where I am weak
Know where I...
I crave darkness,
thirst for silence.
I desire for
whatever thing that pains me
within
to disappear.
It quiets in the absence
of light...
I've never known your touch,
Only your hands
And I've never known your sight,
Only your eyes.
I have never known your love,
Only your...
There is something within me
Something gaseous
Boiling and
Building pressure
Steams of volcanic anger
Unconstrained volatility
Inside...