Tag: Poetry by SDK

11 (Paper Doll)

11 (Paper Doll) I am a terrible liar;I can’t convince myself of the falsehoods Inow know to be true I wandered mazes of concern and fear,looking for a way through, questions asked,repeated, […]

10 (You)

10 (You) sometimes incoming messages filterthrough clouds of mistranslationuntil the message becomes nothingmore than its own response, “we can’t talk right now,“you understand…” we were nine minus 1 then1 flew the coop, […]

9 (Salad Days)

9 (Salad Days) “My salad days,When I was green in judgment,cold in blood…”Wm. Shakespeare – Antony and Cleopatra nostalgia is a fickle bitch, only usefulin the company of drinking strangers,those who’ve known […]

8 (Line)

8 (Line) line what’s that line from that moviewhere the hero lived to die aloser? or the one from that western wherethe man in black rode off happy intosunset, while the man […]

6 (Stranger)

6 (Stranger) you’re stuck in the over-stretched skin of a stranger,your face too tight, your balls two sizes smaller,you’re quite unapproachable in this state the stranger knows who you are,wants to be […]

4 (True Lies)

4 (True Lies) “Is that you, baby,Or just a brilliant disguise?”Bruce Springsteen sometimes the lie thatlies in your hand,less blatant than the lie thatlives in yesterday’s heartbeat,is yet more notable forits rigid […]

3 (Hand-Me-Downs)

3 (Hand-Me-Downs) Wallflowers alwayshave the best seat inthis house,and while I’m no flower,I’m no participant,merely observer,alone,clinging to a wall ofconcealing shadow,making crucialdecisions about thingsI can’t see clearly,blinded in exile, in darknessSuffering is […]