escape

LAPSE

She recovered her heart
with yesterday sighs
–
and only her tomorrow smile
knew enough about courage
to forgive the delay

METAMORPHOSIS

punishment
in the language of hope
scorching its way with splintered paddles
down to the roughs of my hungry feet
and teaching me
equally
of steadfastness and self-love
through the blanketing challenges of escape

WHIP

You are my story
and I escape within these pages
of your unmapped strength
through pauses
and the violence
that collects each letter:
another lash I want
and need
but don’t deserve

CAUGHT

you captured me
with nothing
but your very
existence
and i
didn’t even notice
i was escaping
mine.

NIGHT LIFE

somewhere
beyond the outskirts of my dreams
a Sentry
distant
– marking time –
watches as my soul escapes
eloping while I sleep
– awakened –
with my fictional
and very real
desires