Image by Christine Renney It’s in the gutPacingThe postponementAnd when it seesAnd it hearsIt fades It’s not nowThat awful anticipationIt’s full blownAnd not at allRegular It’s in an unexampled actionThe methodical destructionOf handAnd bookcaseBlood smeared splintersAnd skin in the carpet Something to mend andTo clean andTo rebuildLike a lovebiteA bruiseSomething to hide
Tag Archives: Frustration
BINDS
Image by Christine Renney A loosening knot or the rope that binds The older and deeper scar Is livid Still healing And on the left a fine line An almost perfect match The base of an empty can Marks the cloth And it cuts on through The broken gin bottle’s jaw
A PETRIFIED CIRCLE
Image by Christine Renney She is full to brimming Short and scary Unfettered by humility And loudly croaking abuse Her daughter moves from her In a petrified circle
SOLE TO SOUL
Image by Christine Renney With the full weight Of his soul on the bottle He crushes glass to pavement And kicks The old lady spits her gum
