The Breakdown of Language

the meaninglessness of each word

the creating and the collapsing

the cries of the brain

burning to ashes

the incomprehensibility

of everyone

the human as animal

the teeth as fangs

phrases as illnesses

life as bother

truth beaten to a pulp

people eaten as bulbs

arrival of the throat

cutting pages up

setting fire

to everything

in sight.

So Lost I Am In Some Place

I don’t know

I have drifted

so far away

I have no idea

of my way back

and I am wandering

all over

these strange roads

like some ghost

and the world’s

indifference

hurts me

I am angry at life

for having

been so wicked

to me

broken my body

and now my mind

begins to break down too

and I can feel the heat

I am soon burning

like the pages

of a book

I am consumed

by flames

and then

my ashes blow

in the wind.