Broken Anomaly

As I kneel on bloodied knee
Aching soul
Dusty particle whole
Invisible self rising
Broken words
Scratching nails
Remembering the tall tale
Scattered family photos
Quiet daughter
So skinny and frail
Burgeoning migraine memory
And the touch
That just
Was not there

Purging My Soul

I can tell a thousand faceless strangers
Tell them my story to all the finite details
Purge it all til I'm sick
Come face-to-face
And I'll hide my dirty stick
Laugh and say
Everything's okay