Saturday, March 4, 2017

acid

and each lie thrown, corrodes
the last one told, until
there is nothing left
of my
face.
 
~

RNH

Friday, March 3, 2017

waistline race

when the measuring tape pulled tighter
insisting *this*
was just enough,
i ran with my scissors through
the finish line and documented 
that I was already done.

~

RNH

Thursday, March 2, 2017

The Three Commanders

There was a knocking on the front door
and on the other side stood, armed,
the three commanders of your darkness--
Failure.
Rejection.
Anger.
Alarmed, you did not answer. And back-stepping, watched
in horror,
as
the knob
slowly
turned.
These three could not exist without your belief
in them, and you
opening, knowing this,
realized they were gone.

~

RNH

happy pianist

above black and white keys,
the silly child assumes command,
provokes the chaos for its peaceful coordinates,
the posable harmonies, the labyrinthine
handstands and barreling through
another neck-cringing performance,
pounds out the last possibilities, happy
in the collapse.

~

RNH