“Unbridled Fear Of Nothing” by Jacquelyn Gail

How many ways
can betrayal hiss into my dreams.
Unbridled fear sits
on the throne of my heart.

Where strength once resided,
the Olympian ruins
of the fleeting gods remain.
Jealousy, panic, rage, vengence,
demand their due.
Fear was caught
in the labyrinth
of my own undoing.
I cement into time.
Intimidation slapping me down
while I skip along the edge of the moon
oblivious to fear’s razor sharp blade
jabbing every which way
indifferent to my pooling blood.

My stomach unravels to the
drip of my own blood.
Pulling on my intestinal ropes
for salvation.
I smack into myself,
again, and again, and again,
while fear burrows deeper still,
a guerilla warrior.

A hit and run, each time.
I petrify into wood
a fossil for viewing
prey for taking
nothing more and nothing less
and nothing of who I am
or want to be.

Jacquelyn Gail

Photo by VC Ferry

© 2010

“Mock, Paper, Scissors” by L. K. Thayer

photo by Sandra Carlson

L. K. Thayer

I defy you to intimidate me
with your blankness
your off-whiteness
cold and aloof
lying there, laughing
waiting for me to fill you up
making me do all the work

you are a slutty virgin
a white mirage of
pretentious purity
I want to make you bleed
with my pen and pencil set
with no regrets

I detest your stare down
only I am left blinking
eyes watering
as you shred me
so thin and frail and easy
to destroy, crumple you up
and toss you to the fire

but you are

the stronger arm
wrestler

the one who taunts me
who begs to be conquered
I will bloody you
til my bones weep
carve out my insides

like a

Thanksgiving
feast

L. K. Thayer

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