christmas miracle

thank you Jesus
for dying for our sins
I guess your mother
was a prostitute.
the poor need a reminder
of their poverty.
Ho Ho Ho
'Honour thy parents' -
be good.
don't talk back.
Do Not Bother Me
jesus said,
I am drinking wine
made from water.

perfect yet

i will be
your perfect pet
one day soon
when i am perfect
yet

understood

i don't expect forgiveness.
i just want to be
understood.
do you hear me now?
i am deaf -
i cannot wait for confession
anymore.

overflow

where does it go
when it overflows?

silence

the sound of silence
is loud
when you
are alone
it ticks
and creaks
like weary bones

i ask you

i ask you,
will you speak of suicide?
how does your darkness relate to pain?
i have written extensively on the subject of pain.
i do not expect my wounds to heal overnight.
i keep them at arms length,
slightly out of sight.
i should not hold onto delusions
of my madness,
that which has forsaken me
and deceived me
when there was light all around me.
and you,
i should not hold on to you
who cannot love me.

my brother

the great joy
the boy
my brother