capital letters

capital letters no longer exist in my world.
there's festering clusters longing to begin,
but the phrases and people and places are now
humbled, because i jumbled them free of their
formalities, their faces, their opening statements.
if there is no genesis, there cannot be a revelation,
and certainly not a postscript. pressing messes into
sentences, i scan them until they spell sense,
but the definitions oscillate like oversized jewels,
accosting me with the scintillation of sirens, begging
me naked, bathing, to build them back their bridges.
but capital letters no longer exist in my world,
          and the holocaust it's caused has a meaning that's lost.
          the holocaust it's caused has a meaning that's lost.

-01/04/10

Manifesto

there are days when I can do nothing but
sequester myself with sleep, there are days
when even the softest of words invite
a cacophony of doubt, there are days
when my hollow reflection pouts and writhes
like a child for attention, there are days
when dawn beckons me, but swallowing my
golden sun, I choke and gag, there are days,
more often now, when I live only half
a life, when gravity’s game seems weighted
for a win, when my teeth tint every laugh
with growls of fuck this, and for my own sake,
          I will strive each second to be happy.
          each hour I will make myself be happy.

~11/08

Sonnet #1

May I make a remark, mistress of minds?
Despite your doubts, my current conviction
Calls in cadence your biases and blinds -
Hark! And hear the designs in this diction:
There's a paucity of persons whom pride,
Peddling perfect content and confidence,
Cannot conquer. To bide one's time beside
Beelzebub insults his intelligence.
Yet I yearn to test myself in mischief,
Daring the devil to break my blockades
Perhaps presumptuousness pauses, in brief,
To berate, before preventing parades.
          I have no validity for vict'ry:
          Great goals and grace are quite contradict'ry.

~10/07