Time like…

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/06/25/time-like/

 

Now you are

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/09/22/now-you-are/

What face?

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2015/11/05/what-face/

 

Now I am Two

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/02/06/10365/

Body of Water

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2014/01/04/body-of-water/

Back

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2012/12/18/poem-published-in-pocket-thoughts/

Dostoevsky

https://allisongrayhurst.com/2012/06/01/dostoyevsky/

 

 

Dostoevsky

 

Demon of everglade beauty

of the dark space around the

                    moon.

Sensitive to the point of sickness.

Deep-set eyes like the eyes

of some brooding god,

                   hammering

the earth to pieces.

Breath of an invalid, gambler

& saint, weighed down by

                   sentiment.

Breath of grey and yellow 

skies above you, blood red

buried beneath bone and

                   skin.

Hand of a writer, 

naked without a pen,

like a new-born bird

                   flung

from its nest: flesh on fire.

Apocalypse mind, opener

of the seventh seal. Mentor of all

                   believers.

Christ-like visions swarm your mind.

Ravaged by depression,

by high ideals that

                  rip

out your ribs, one by one

into the thick day.

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