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.


