Dredging dirges rung by the reckoning bell



quilling in reverse

of deep septic pain

handdrawn scars tattooed

with indelible stain


there's an ache droning 

like a killer bee

igno-ranting insults 

drilling deep in me


be careful passing

judgement on my verse

if you think that's bad

my real life was worse 


no lowest low in

my trauma bleed brain

spelling out spook house

just might find me sane


so I'll keep taking 

bucket to the well

dredging dirges rung

by reckoning bell 




putrid and ugly

no sheltering womb

tailor made fright night

colder than a tomb


so buckle up if

you're riding along

no happy lyrics

to requiem song


loud and discordant

keened harshly off key

got to keep screaming 

to find harmony 


thank you for holding

space and time with me

carrying the banner 

in solidarity


With love from young me to now me. 






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