I watch me be this other thing and never know
if I'm marooned or where the purple people go,
then lily white matricide
from vicious words,
it doesn't leave a scratch
so therefore no one's hurt.
Thursday, 5 December 2019
In My Mind
My voice muffled still,
Enveloped, tangled and tied
Trapped inside this mind
I hear her screams
But no one else can
It's loud in here
Inside this head.
