torture

1,000

 

p l e a s e   t e a r   m e
i n t o   a   t h o u s a n d   p i e c e s

for your silent destruction
will be the womb
that nurtures
my growth

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 15 February, 2014

THOUGHT #202

One’s perfect method of torture is, appropriately, to devise it.

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 5 February, 2012

ABREACTION

carnal lightening reaped my brain with verve
and sickled fever, emotion sloughing clean
my tortured psyche

and who was I to challenge
this narcotic self-ablution –
yet, what of my resolve to linger
undisturbed
in bias mental disarray?

pathetic hypotheticals
engorged my blood
as nothing new
the tension burning scars within this
manic un-enlivened carcass grew

until

my hybrid-self assaulted what was once
unfailed but often wrong integrity
and swifter than a scarlet blade
my conscience was absconded
to a heaven: peace, release, and ease

had I commanded armies to retreat?
my palsied mind
was finally worth its bloody ground
and tissues thick with matters
fed on independence
lost among the strain

I must remember where I left my genius

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 24 June, 2004