Saturday, November 10, 2012

love is a drain



by Christina Issa

love is a drain
an endless pipe leaking
acid rain
she carries the words
from mountaintops
all that heavy weight
cannot fill a blank screen
a white page
no beauty left to convey
love is a pain
because you feel so much
all at once
over and over
and while I cannot refrain
from infecting the others
the needle doesn't even
know my name
isn't it strange
that I have nothing to say?
where the words of my genius
once filled my eyes
and leaked from my fingers
love has replaced words
only silence remains

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Blind


by Christina Issa

the stark light of love
has left me blinded to the core
my insides are illuminated
for your soul i weep no more

instead i weep for all the places i cant go
the distances i wont cross
the places i'll never know

i feel it in the depths of my breath
the ache of control
two humans that love
also take a toll

the hardest thing to do is
let go of what you know
but a blind bat doesn't float
unless it has somewhere to go

but to be blinded is to be lit up
with a visually clean slate
i dont see you any more
all i feel is your weight


Friday, November 2, 2012

I Am Nobody by Emily Dickinson



by Emily Dickinson

I'm Nobody!
Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one's name –
The livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!