The Body. . .

"the body
has got to be worth saving
eyelids are shining
with headache and perspiration
morning is finding
good intentions under sleep's persuasion. . ."

it's funny how the body speaks out, even when lips aren't moving
false or true, the body manifests
it's like emotion isn't enough

so you stay sick for months, or you can't eat
not even ice cream, and it's your favorite

your body screams at you to take notice

but we are so skilled at the separation

I'm Not a Writer. . .

I'm not a writer. I've got the empty bed to prove it.
But I love words for their company.
I excell at the art of living inside my head.

Those who cannot do, teach.
Who said that?
Fuck them.