I ricochet between sky and dirt
teeth sunk in the throat of the sun
jaws full of light
drinkin fire straight
til my veins hum
til my chest is nothin but blaze
a firestarter grinnin wide
heat clawin at my ribs
then glass fills my mouth
splinters my tongue
the air tearin me open
knees collapsin
whiplash spine
the ground eatin me alive
ash pilin in my lungs
where the fire still smolders
I ricochet sky to dirt to sky
bones rattlin like rusted chains
the swing too violent to hold
a carcass crawlin
chokin til the lungs cave in
always spinnin
always breakin
breath slices down my throat
lungs floodin then seizin dry
pulse hammerin hard enough
to split the walls of my skull
voice breakin before my thoughts do
hands shakin before my heart stops
muscles twitchin without command
fingers curl to claws
every nerve a live wire
til the current is cut
leavin only silence
pressed into my soul
I ricochet
again
again
never still
never whole
with every step
I’m still not sure
who’s wearin this skin
the firestarter
or the ash heap
hello dearest poet you feel everything so powerfully I live in extremes either all or nothing…I’ve been adrift in nothing for now… I miss my internal voices who used to keep me company… this is a great write be grateful for those feelings you are alive and know it understanding the pain 💕
Powerfully penned, Ambjr. This one needs double bass drums, and a gnarly fucking riff. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian