I’m currently rereading Life On Mars by T.K Smith & I swear my feet might be grounded in this old city but my head is somewhere in between a burning star & the edge of a distant galaxy.
my heart, falling victim to a kidnap my own head had devised,
cries a thousand fears under a flickering lamp.
my heart, freed from a crime my own head once orchestrated,
sings hallelujah in the rain.
- @skinthepoet
Dear Dr. Frankenstein
I, too, know the sciences of building men Out of fragments in little light Where I’ll be damned if lightning don’t
Strike as I forget one May have a thief’s thumb,
Another, a murderer’s arm, And watch the men I’ve made leave Like an idea I meant to write down,
Like a vehicle stuck In reverse, like the monster
God came to know the moment Adam named animals and claimed Eve, turning from heaven to her
As if she was his To run. No word he said could be tamed.
No science. No design. Nothing taken Gently into his hand or your hand or mine, Nothing we erect is our own.
- Jericho Brown (The New Testament)
Overlook by Rob Hauer
talk to a real person by Stephen Shore
Four out of Five / Arctic Monkeys : Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
some weeks ago, my line breaks woke me up before sunrise. they pinched my temples while whispering in my ear: stop caging us in your dark corners, we’re much more than that.
& they’re right; ever since poetry found me trying to escape the wild beasts in my heart, i’ve been keeping them in the back of who i am. shouting to the world this is all of me but please don’t look at that. i can’t do this to my saver. my haven deserves to be honored.
i’m skin the poet, a writer putting it all out: poems, thoughts, line breaks & rhymes. my shortcoming & my light. all for you. I’m here for other poets out there, to engage in a world with you. please feel free to comment on my works or link me your own poetry.
love xx
@skinthepoet