I Wish

Right now I am
numb to the feeling of reality.

My spirits are saturated. Flammable.

I am swimming in space.
I would be free, from this.
The turmoil here 
is unbeatable,

Indestructible.

I wash my head
in the icy pit. It brings no peace.

As though it’s better
the aching remain
and wailing continues heavy.

I learn never to spill my guts
to my neighbour.

Cause when the storm is over
the pain remains.

Because someone 
will remember to remind
me, when you’ve long  gone.

     She Will Never Forget

She hasn’t forgotten

one minute of the slicing pain

that knifed through —

and beyond  — her body.

That must  have been the soul. It pierces.

When she lost all meaning to the visible light.

No, she hasn’t forgotten

her ear-chilling screams,

the cold dishcloth on her forehead,

the ice chips in her mouth,

or the dilated lashes of the Para Meds.

All her life, she will remember that day

she changed the channel to a new mode of transition.

Had she known there would be life beyond the pain,

she might’ve paid more attention to the words she screamed.

Time! she cried. Never again, ever

will l have sex and get pregnant!