Sudden Denouement is thrilled to announce new Collective member Devika Mathur.
It’s my mind that kills me
with red black weapon, moments
and moments of death,
in my ribcage, broken and violet
often I am a dissolving piece of cracks
and a faded memory.
I count the moles of the dark anxiety
cloying sickness of stinking stress,
in the hollows of my unseen body parts,
it arises like a burning candle,
flame or vapid dreams.
One swollen teeth, two falling jaws
Appearances floating, matchbox inside
and there I am with my broken tainted lips
and a broken end of all
The guts often kill my empty breaths
an ornate skull of stark allusion.
I still cling to my twig,
to my bed, to my eyelids
to my pillow,
singing a happy-birthday song
until it’s my birthday
until, my arms spreading
and becoming strawberry meadow again.
Devika, a fierce soul who tries each day to deal with her anxiety levels…
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