Poem 1: Paranoia

Eyes redact from all corners

descending upon my clammy hands.

 

Shadows emerge

from their shells

shallow under my feet

swallowing my body

swift and stern

my body shifts

shaking

side to side, frolicking

and rocking

a tormented fray

inside the cocoon of the corpse.

 

Salient stripes and strings

of black on white

their soft reaches on

my slow groans

begin to grow.

 

My legs are cracking

from underneath.

 

My head is lifting

from grainy spurts

that lose their flow.

 

Visions trickle around my mind,

whispering whines that finally

arise from inside this

walled wearing willow of my worries.