Poetry

Selected poems from my upcoming collection, The Ashen Songbook, can be found below. The collection is set to be released in 2024.

Triptych

Shamed is how you left me
Buried in wet dew

Split along the middle
By the memory of you

But I was proven right
Drowned in blood that you drew.

Veneer

The morning is early

You scratch the veneer

Dewdrops are pearly

Sunrise is near

Dawn breaks the night’s black

You scrape the veneer

Pushing my soul back

With vile spears

The sun makes the dew dry

You flay the veneer

Lifting my skin up

Proof of past years

Noon brings the young birds

They peck the veneer

Ignoring my dead words

Lungs without air

You left me in a cold field

Rain cleans the veneer

But my wounds stay unhealed

My eyes void of tears

Under high trees they found me

With broken veneer

Leaves scattered around me

And you free and clear.

Vomit

I write my name

In the vomit of your love

I parade my shame

Above, above

My cloudy head

My arms, like lead

My feet, in chains

My heart, in flames.

I write my name

In the vomit of your love

I parade my shame

Above, above

Your convulsing chest

Invade, infest

And let the vomit rush through my veins.

Wolves

Wolves are hungry

Wolves are feared

They’ll eat your heart and drink your tears

Wolves will tear you

Limb from limb

Licking at your nose, your chin

But wolf of forest

Wolf of stream

These are not the wolves I mean

Wolves can be your deepest fears

Wolves can be your closest dears.