compromise

i know you come from the world of softness and light

but

compromise

your desire to soften over all the things i despise

i just an excuse to rub me away

to erase the unacceptability of my existence

you come from to world of softness and light, see?

so to accept my existence

would be to break apart the fun house mirrors of your reality

because smoke and mirrors

tricks of lights

slight of hand

legerdemain

light hand

that’s all it is

so no

compromise is not an option

because compromise

would erase me

break

so let me break again and again on the rocks

so long i let other peoples’ words define me

tell me to be scared of opening

spread eagled

being flayed

being wrong

again and again

am i to learn right from wrong

from your twisted words when even they

fling me against the rocks

flay me

spread eagled

open me without consent

violated

i am ready

for opening

on my terms

for surrender to this ocean of experience

becasue that’s all we are

all we can do

is experience

so why do so

with anyone else’s words

let me break open again and again on the rocks

because I long to feel again

flayed

spread-eagled

open

on my own terms


snakke

a snake is very slowly squeezing its midsection around my neck

so slowly you almost notice nothing

but slowly and surely, you lose your breath, its pathway winking closed, constricting and the muscles of your neck crushed by the force give way to the crushing of your neck itself

You are afraid to acknowledge the pain for you fear it would consume you

and consume you it easily could